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OF    THE 


PSALMS 

OF 

DAVID. 

FITTED    to    the    TUNES 


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BY 

N.    BRAD  Y,'    D.  D. 

Late  Chaplain  in  ordinary,  and 

N.   TATE,    Efq. 

Late  Poet  Lauret,  to  the  King  of  England. 

B  0  S  T  0  N: 
Printed  by  SAMUEL  ETHERIDGE) 

For  B.  Larkin,   W,  Spotswood, 
.  D.  West,  Thomas  &Andre\vs, 
E.  Larkin,  J.  West,  andtke^KO- 
pr  ie  tor  of  the  Bo/ion  Book  Store. 


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A 

NEW    VERSION 

OF      THE 

PSALMS 


PfaltU  I.    Common  metre. 

\    T_T  OW  bleft  is  he  who  ne'er  confents 
XT-     By  ill  advice  to  walk  : 
Nor  Hands  in  finners  ways,  nor  fits 
Where  men  profanely  talk  ! 

2  But  makes  the  perfect  law  of  God 

His  bus'nefs  and  delight  ; 
Devoutly  reads  therein  by  day* 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  Like  fome  fair  tree,  which  fed  by  dreams* 

With  timely  fruit  dees  bench, 
He  ftill  mail  flourifh,  and  fuccefs 
All  his  defigns  attend. 
"4  Ungodly  men,  and  their  attempts, 
No  lafting  root  fhall  find, 
Untimely  blafted,  and  difpers'd, 
Like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

5  Their  guilt  fhall  ftrike  the  wicked  dumb 

Before  the  Judge's  face  : 
No  formal  hypocrite  fhall  then 
Among  the  faints  have  place  : 

6  For  God  approves  the  juft  man's  ways? 

To  happinefs  they  tend  : 
But  finners  and  the  paths  they  tread, 
Shall  both  in  ruin  end. 

A2 


4  P  S  A  I  M    II. 

J£ faint  II.    Commo?i  metre, 

1  A  A/"^^  reftkfs  and  ungovem'd  rage, 

V  V       Why  do  the  heathen  ftorm  \ 
Why  in  fuch  rafh  attempts  engage, 
As  they  can  ne'er  perforin  ? 

2  The  great  in  counfel  and  in  might, 

Their  various  forces  bring  ! 
Againft  the  Lord  they  all  unite, 
An.i  his  annotated  king. 

3  "  Muft  we  fubmit  to  their  commands  V* 

Prefuinptuoully  they  Ly  : 
"  No  let  us  break  their  flavifh  bands, 
And  call  their  chains  away." 

4  But  God,  who  fits  enthron'd  on  high, 

And  fees  how  the*  combine, 
Docs  their  conspiring  ftrength  defy, 
And  mocks  their  vain  ciefign. 

5  Thick  clouds  of  wrath  divine  fhall  break 

On  his  rebellious  foes  ; 
And  thus  will  he  in  thunder  fpeak, 
To  all  that  dare  oppofe  : 

6  "  Though  n.adly  you  difpuie  my  will 

The  King  that  I  ordain, 
Wh'.fe  throne  is  fix'd  on  Sion's  hill, 
Shall  there  fecu.ely  reign." 

7  Attend,  O  earth,  whilft  I  declare 

God's  uncontroui'd  decree  : 
"  Thou  art  my  Son  ;  this  day,  my  heir  5, 
Ha>  e  I  begotten  thee. 

8  Afk>  and  receive  thy  full  demands  : 

Thine  fhall  the  heathen  be  ; 
The  utmoft  limits  of  the  lands5 
Shall  be  pofieiVd  by  thee» 


PSALM    III, 

9  Thy  threat'ning  fceptre  thou  {halt  fhake, 

And  crufh  them  ev'ry  where  : 
As  mafly  bars  of  iron  bitak, 
The  potter's  brittle  ware." 

10  Learn,  then,  ye  princes,  and  give  eafj 

Ye  judges  of  the  earth  ; 
i  i   Worfhip  the  Lord  with  holy  fear, 
Rejoice  with  awful  mirth. 

1 2  Appeafe  the  Son  with  due  refpe<fh, 

Your  timely  homage  pay  ; 
Left  he  revenge  the  bold  neglect* 
Incens'd  by  your  delay. 

13  If  but  in  part  his  anger  rife, 

Who  can  endure  the  flame  ? 
Then  bleft  are  they  whofe  hope  relies 
On  his  moft  holy  name, 

PfollTt  III.     Common  metre. 

1  T  TOW  many,  Lord  of  late  are  grown 
X  JL     The  troublers  of  my  peace  ! 
And  as  their  numbers  hourly  rife, 

So  does  their  rage  increafe. 

2  Infulting  they  my  foul  upbraid, 

And  him  whom  I  adore  : 
The  God  in  whom  he  trufts,  fay  they* 
Shall  refcue  him  no  more. 

3  But  thou,  O  Lord,  art  my  defence  ; 

On  thee  my  hopes  rely  : 
Thou  art  my  glory,  and  malt  yet, 
Lift  up  my  head  on  high. 

4  Since  whenfoe'er  in  like  diftrefs, 

To  God  I  made  my  pray'r, 

ie  heard  me  from  his  holy  hill ; 

Why  ihould  I  now  defpair  ? 


6  PSALM    IV. 

5  Guarded  by  him  I  hid  me  downj 

My  fweet  repofe  to  take  ; 
Fori  through  him  fecurely  fleep. 
Through  him  in  f-fety  wake. 

6  No  force  nor  fury  of  my  foes, 

My  courage  fhall  ronfound  ; 
Were  they  as  many  hofts  as  men, 
That  have  befet  me  round. 

7  Arife,  and  fave  me,  O  my  God, 

Who  oft  haft  own'd  my  caufs  ; 
And  fc:  tter'd  eft  thefe  foes  to  me} 
And  to  thy  righteous  laws. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs ; 

He  only  can  defend  ; 
His  blefling  he  extends  to  all, 
That  on  his  power  depend. 


PtgttTl  IV.    Common  metre. 

OLORD,  that  art  my  righteous  judge3 
To  my  complaint  give  ear, 
Thou  {till  re.!eem'ft  me  from  diftrefs  : 

Have  mercy,  Lord  and  he -ir. 
How  long  will ye,  O  fons  of  men, 

To  blct  my  fame  deyife  ? 
How  long  your  vain  defigns  purfue, 

And  fpread  malicious  lies  ? 
Ccnfider  that  the  righteous  man 

Is  Goer's  peculiar  choice  : 
And  when  to  him  I  make  my  pray'r, 

He  always  hears  my  voice. 
Then  ftand  in  awe  of  his  commands, 

Flee  every  thing  that's  ill  ; 
Commune  in  private  with  your  hearts. 

And  bend  them  to  his  w  ill. 


PSALM    Ve 

5  The  place  of  other  {bcnfice  ; 

Let  righteoufnefs  iupply  ; 
And  Jet  your  hopes  fecurely  hVd.  ■ 
On  God  alone  rely. 

6  While  worldly  minds  impatient  grow, 

More  profp'rous  times  to  fee.  ; 
Still  let  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Shine  brightly,  Lord,  on  me. 

7  So  fhail  my  heart  overflow  v.  ith  joy, 

More  lairing  and  more  true, 
Than  theirs  who  ftores  of  corn  and  wine. 
Succefiively  renew. 

8  Then  down  in  peace  I'll  lay  my  head, 

And  take  my  needful  reft  ; 
No  other  guard,  O  Lord,  I  crave, 
Of  thy  defence  poffeiV 

©fafitt  V.    Common  metre. 

i    T    OPvD,  hear  the  voice  of  my  complaiRf3 
JL^     Accept  my  kcret  pray'r; 

2  To  thee  alone  my  king,  my  God, 

Will  I  for  help  repair. 

3  Thou  in  the  morn  my  voice  (halt  hear5 

And  with  the  dawning  day, 
To  thee  devoutly  I'll  look  up, 

To  thee  devoutly  pray, 
por  thou,  the  wrongs  that  I  fuftain'd, 

Can'ft  never,  Lord  approve  : 
Who  from  thy  facred  dwelling  place 

All  evil  deft  remove. 
5  Not  long  (hall  ftubhorn  fools  remain, 

Unpuiiifh'd  in  thy  view  : 
All  fuch  as  aci  unrightous  things, 

Thy  vengeance  ftusJJ  purfue. 


g  P  S  A  L  M    VI. 

6  The  fland'ring  tongue,  O  God  of  truth* 
By  thee  fhali  be  deftroy'd  • 
Who  hat'fl  alike  the  man  in  blood, 
And  in  deceit  employ'd. 
+1  But  when  thy  boundlefs  grace  fhall  me 
To  thy  lov'd  courts  reitore, 
On  thee,  I'll  fix  my  lodging  eyes, 
Kwi  humbly  there  ader?. 
%  Conduct  me  by  thy  righteous  laws  ; 
For  watchful  is  my  foz 
Therefore,  O  Lord,  make  plain  the  way, 
Wherein  I  ought  to  go. 
9  Their  mouth  vents  nothing  but  deceit ; 
Their  heart  is  fet  on  wrong  ; 
Their  throat  is  a  devouring  grave  ; 
They  flatter  with  their  tongue, 
io  By  their  own  counfels  let  them  fall, 
Opprefs'd  with  loads  of  fin  : 
For  they  againft  thy  righteous  laws 
Have  harden'd  rebels  been, 

1 1  But  let  all  thofe  who  trull  in  thee, 

With  fhouts  their  joy  proclaim  ; 
Let  them  rejoice,  whom  thou  preferv'ft, 
And  all  that  love  thy  name. 

1 2  To  righteous  men  the  righteous  Lord 

His  bleffing  will  extend  ; 
And  with  his  favour  all  his  faints, 
As  with  a  fnield,  defend. 


ipMtXi  VI.    Cdmmon  metre. 

'HY  dreadful  anger,  Lord,  re(train3 
And  fpare  a  wretch  forlorn  : 
Ccrrcft  me  not  in  thy  fierce  wrath, 
Too  heavy  to  be  borne. 


PSALM     VI, 

2  Have  mercy,  Lord,  for  I  grow  faint, 

Unable  to  endure 
Trie  anguifn  of  my  aching  bones, 
Which  thou  alone  canft  cure. 

3  My  tortur'd  flefti  dill  rafts  my  mind, 

And  fills  my  foal  with  grief  : 
But,  Lord  how  long  wilt  thou  delay 
To  grant  me  thy  relief? 

4.  Thy  wonted  gcodneis  Lord,  repeat  ? 
And  eafe  my  troubled  foul  : 
Lord,  for  thy  wond'rous  mercy's  fake, 
Voqchfafe  to  make  me  whole. 

5  For  after  death  no  more  can  I 

Thy  glorious  a&s  proclaim  \ 
No  pris'ner  of  the  filent  grave 
Can  magnify  thy  name. 

6  Quite  tir'd  with  pain,  with  groaning  faint, 

No  hope  of  eafe  I  fee  ; 
The  night  that  quiets  common  griefs, 
Is  (pent  in  tears  by  me. 

7  My  beauty  fades,  my  fight  grows  dim? 

My  eyes  with  weaknefs  clofe  ; 
Old  age  o'ertakes  me  whiUl  I  think 
On  my  infuking  foes. 

8  Depart,  ye  wicked  ;  in  my  wrongs 

Ye  lhall  no  more  rejoice  ; 
For  God  I  find  accepts  my  tears, 

And  liilens  to  my  voice. 
9,  io  He  hears  and  grants  ray  humble  pray% 

And  they  that  wifn  my  fall, 
Shall  blulh  and  rage  to  fee  that  God 

Pretexts  me  from  them  all, 


10  PSALM    VII; 

]J3faIflt  VII.    Common  metre. 

i   f\  LORD,  my  God  fince  I  have  plac'd 
V>r      My  truft   alone  in  thee, 
From  all  mv  perfecutors  rage, 
Do  thou  deliver  me. 
2  To  fave  me  from  my  threat 'ning  foej 
Lord  interpofe  thy  povv'r  ; 
Left,  like  a  favage  lion  he 
My  helplcfs  foul  devour. 

3, 4  If  I  am  guilty,  or  did  e'er 
Againft  his  peace  combine  ; 
Nay,  if  I  Lave  not  fpar'd  his  life, 
Who  fought  unjuitly  mine  : 
^  Let  thfcnto  p.riecuting  foes, 
My  foul  beeorhg  a  prey  ; 
Let  them  to  earth  tread  down  my  life3 
In  duft  my  honour  lay. 

6  Arife,  and  let  thine  anger,  Lord, 

In  my  defence  engage  ; 
Exalt  thyfelf  above  my  foes, 

And  their  infulting  rage  : 
Awake,  awake  in  my  behalf 

The  judgment  to  difpenfe, 
Which  thou  haft  righteoufly  ordain'd 

For  injur'd  innocence. 

7  So  to  thy  throne  adoring  crowds 

Shall  ftill  for  juftice  fly: 
Oh  !  therefore  for  their  fakes,  refumc 
Thy  judgment  feat  on  high. 

8  Impartial  Judge  of  all  the  world, 

I  truft  my  caufe  to  thee ; 

According  to  my  juft  deferts> 

So  let  thy  fentence  be. 


psalm  vni.  ii 

q  Let  wicked  arts  and  wicked  men, 
Together  be  o'erthrown  ; 
But  guard  thejuft,  thou  God  to  whom 
The  hearts  of  both  are  known. 
j  o,  1 1  God  me  protects ;  not  only  me, 
But  all  of  upright  heart  ; 
And  daily  lays  up  wrath  for  thofe 
Who  from  his  laws  depart, 

1 2  If  they  perfift,  he  whets  his  fword, 

His  bow  ftands  ready  bent ; 

1 3  Ev'n  now  with  fwift  deftruftion  wing'd 

His  pointed  Ihafts  are  fent. 

1 4  The  plots  are  fruitlefs,  which  my  foe 

Unjuftly  did  conceive, 

15  The  pit  he  digg'd  for  me  has  prov'd. , 

His  own  untimely  grave. 

16  On  his  own  head  his  fpite  returns? 

WhilftI  from  harm  am  free  : 
On  him  the  violence  is  fall'n, 

Which  he  defign'd  for  me. 
2  7  Therefore  will  I  the  righteous  ways 

Of  providence  proclaim  ; 
I'll  fing  the  praife  of  God  moil  high, 

And  celebrate  his  name. 

JpftlllB  VIII.    Common  metre, 

1    f~\  THOU,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 
\Jr      Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou ! 

How  glor'ous  is  thy  name  ! 
In  heav'n  thy  wcnd'rous  acls  are  fung, 
Nor  fully  recon'd  there  ; 
%  And  yet  thou  rr.ak'rl  the  infant  tongue, 
Thy  boundlefs  praife  declare. 


„  ?  S  A  L  M    IX. 

Through  thee  the  weak  confound  the  ftrong 

Ahdcruih  their  haughty  foes ;; 
And  for  ou  ijuell'ft  the  wicked  throng 

That  tl.ee  and  thine  oppofe. 
V/hen  heav'S  thy  beaviticus  work  on  high 
°       Employs  my  wond'ring  fight  ; 
Tpe  moon,  that  nigWy  rules  the  iky, 
With  ftars  of  feebler  light. 
4.  WV.t',  n:a,,  (ay  I,  that,  LorMhcu  lov'ft 

Tofephirnin  thy  wind? 
Or  what  his  offspring,  that  thou  pro-ft 
To  them  fo  vcnd'rous  km     ? 
r  Him  next  in  pow'r,  thou  didii:  create 
To  thy  celeftial  tram  ; 

6  Ordain' d  with  dignity  andftate 

O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 
n  They  jointly  own  his  powerful  fway  ; 

7  The  beafts  that  prey  or  gr?ze  ; 
g  The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way  ; 

The  fifh  that  cuts  the  feas., 
Q  O  thou  to  whom,  all  creatures  bcw 
V       Within  this  earthly  frame, 

Through  all  the  world  how  great  aft  tnou  ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name-! _ 

^^UX.    Commit  metre. 

i    rfO  celebrate  thy  praife,  O  Lord, 
1       I  will  :ry  heart  prepare  : 
To  all  the  liiVnmg  world  thy  works, 
Thy  wdnd'rous  works  declare. 
2  The  thought  of  them  Ihrll  to  my  foul 
Exalted  plea/ure bring;       v. 
Wl  311  to  thy  name,  O  thou  Moft  High, 
Triumph*  praife  I  fin'g. 


P  S  A  L  M    IX.  is 

%  Thou  mad 'ft  ray  haughty  fces  to  turn 
Their  backs  in  fhameful  night : 
Struck  with  thy  prefence  down  tney  fell  : 
They  periih'd  at  thy  fight. 
4  Againft  infnlting  fees  advape'efj 
Thou  didft  rny  c^ufe  maintain  ; 
My  right  afferting  from  thy  throne, 
Where  truth  and  juiuce  reign* 

j"  The  infolence  of  heathen  pride 
Thou  hail  redue'd  to  (ha  .  e  ; 
Their  wicked  offspring  quite  deilroy'd* 
And  blctted  out  their  name. 
6  Miitaken  foes>  your  haughty  threats 
Are  to  a  period  come  ; 
Cur  city  ftands,  which  you  defign'd 
To  make  our  common  tomb. 


■rno  nas 


7,  8  The  Lord  forever  lives,  w1 

Kis  righteous  throne  prepar'd  ; 
Impartial  juftice  to  difpenfe, 
To  puniih  or  reward. 
o  God  is  a  conftant  fure  defence 
Againft  opprding  rage  ; 
As  troubles  rife  his  needful  aids 
In  our  behalf  engage. 

10  All  thofe  who  have  his  gecdnefs  prov'd 

Will  in  his  truth  confide  ; 
Whofe  mercy  ne'er  forfook  the  man 
That  on  his  help  rely'd. 

11  Sing  praif;s  therefore  to  the  Lcrd, 

From  Sim  his  abode  ; 
Proclaim  his  deeds,  'till  all  the  world, 
Coafefs  nc  other  Gcd„ 
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i4  P  S  A  L  M    IX. 

PART     II. 

12  When  lie  enquiry  makes  for  blood. 

He  caiii  the  poor  to  mind  : 
The  injur'd  humble  man's  compUint* 
Redrefs  from  him  mall  rind. 

1 3  Take  pity  on  my  troubles,  Lord, 

Which  {piteful  foes  create, 
Thou  that  haft  refcu'd  me  fo  oft 
From  death's  devouring  gate. 

14  In  Zkn  then  I'll  fing  thy  praife, 

To  all  that  love  thy  name  ; 
And  with  loud  fhouts  of  grateful  joy 
Thy  faving  povv'r  proclaim. 

15  Deep  in  the  pit  they  diggM  for  me 

The  heathen  pride  is  laid  : 
Their  guilty  feet  to  their  own  fnare 
Infenfibly  betray 'd. 

16  Thus,  by  the  juft  returns  he  makes 

The  mighty  Lord  is  known  • 
While  wicked  men  by  their  own  plot-: 
Are  fhamefullv  o'erthrown. 
1 1  No  fingle  fmner  {hall  efcape 
By  privacy  obfcur'd  ; 
Nor  nation  from  his  juft  revenge, 
By  numbers  be  fecur'd. 

18  His  fuff'ring  faintc,  when  moil  diftrefs'd 

He  ne'er  forgets  to 
Their  expectations  fhajl  be  crowri'd, 
gti  for  a  rim*  del  ry'd. 

19  Arife,  O  Lord,  afieft  thy  pow'r, 

And  let  not  man  o'ercome ; 
Defcead  to  judgment  and  pronounce 
The  guilty  heathen's  doom. 


P  S  A  L  M     t.,  i£ 

10  Strike  terrour  through  the  nations  round, 
'Till  by  conferring  ibar, 
They  to  each  other  and  themfelves, 
But  mortal  #ien  appear. 


arato 


i  ^PHY  preience  why  withdr;  w'ft  thou  Lo 
JL       Why  hid'fi  thru  now  thy  face, 
When  difmal  rimes  ofdeep  diftrefs 
Call  for  thy  wonted  grace  r 

2  The  wicked  iWell'cl  with  Iawlefs  pride? 

Have  made  the  poor  their  prey  : 
O  let  them  fa!!  by  thofe  deiigns 
Which  they  for  c:her.>  lay. 

3  Forftrait  they  triumph,  iffuccefs 

Their  thriving  crimes  attend  ; 
And  fordid  wretches,  whom  God  hatesj 
Perverfely  they  commend. 

4  To  own  a  pow'r  above  themfelves, 

Their  }iaug]  :     pt'J  e  difdains  ; 
And  therefore  in  their  ftubborn  mind 
No  .  ;  Qo&  remains. 

5  Opprefbve  methods  they  purfue, 

And  ail  their  foes  they  flight  ; 
Becaufe  thy  judgments  unobierv'd 
Are  far  above  their  fight. 

6  They  fondly  think  their  p-rofp 'rous  date, 

Shall  urn  -   • .  :■  ■  LI  be  ; 
They  think  their  vain  defigns  Ihall  thrive 
From  difappointment  irce. 

7  Vain  and  deceitful  is  their  fpeech, 

With  curfes  fiil'o,  and  lies  ; 
By  Which  the  mifcjiief  of  their  heart 
They  itudy  to  difeuife. 

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16  PS  A  L  M    X. 

8  Near  publick  roads  they  lie  conceal' d, 

Aid  all  their  art  employ, 
The  innocent  and  poor  at  once 
To  rifle  and  de^roy, 

9  Not  lions  couching  in  their  dens, 

Sur;  rife  their  heedlefs  prey 

With  greater  cunning,  or  exprefs 

More  fyvage  rage  man  they. 

10  Sometimes  they  act  the  harmiefsman 

And  mo.'eii:  lo<ks  they  wear 
That  fo  deceit  \i  the  pqcr  may  lefs 
Their  lueLen  onfet  fear. 

PART    II. 

1 1  For  God,  they  think,  no  notice  takes 

Of  their  unrighteous  deeds  ; 
He  never  miosis  the  fuff'iing  poor, 
Nor  their  oppretiicn  heeds. 

12  But  thou,  O  Lord,  at  length  arife 

Stretch  forth  thy  mighty  arm  ; 
And  by  the  great  uefs  of  thy  povv'r, 
Defend  the  poor  from  hirriju 
J  3  No  longer  let  the  wicked  vau:t, 
And  proudly  beafting,  fay, 
"  The  Lor.i  regards  not  what  we  do, 
He  never  will  repay." 

14  But  fure,  thoju  feeit,  and  all  their  dctd 

Impartially  56ft  try 
The  orphan,  therefore,  and  the  poor, 
On  thee  for  aid  rely. 

15  D^fencelef  let  the  wkked  fall, 

Of  ail  their  ftrength  bereft : 
Confound,  O  God,  their  dark  defigns, 
'Till  no  remains  zrc  left. 


PSALM    XL  17 

16  Affertthy  juft  dominion,  Lord, 

Which  mall  forever  ftand  ; 
Thou,  who  the  heathen  did'ft  expel 
From  this  thy  chofen  land. 

17  Thou  dolt  the  humble  fuppliants  hear* 

That  to  thy  throne  repair  ; 
Thou  firft  prepar'ft  their  hearts  to  pray, 
And  then  accept'ft  their  pray'r. 

1 8  Thou  in  thy  righteous  judgments  weigh' ft 

The  faiherlefs  and   poor ; 
That  fothe  tyrants  of  the  earth 
May  perfecute  no  more. 

I9falm  XI.     Common  metre. 

2    QINCE  I  have  plac'd  my  truft  in  God, 
O     A  refuge  always  nigh, 
Why  mould  I  like  a  tim'rous  bird, 
To  diftant  mountains  fly  ? 

2  Behold  the  wicked  bend  their  bow, 

And  ready  fix  their  dart  : 
Lurking  in  ambuih  to  deftroy 
The  man  of  upright  heart. 

3  .When  once  the  firm  afTurance  fails, 

Which  publick  faith  imparts 
aTis  time  for  innocence  to  fly 
From  iuch  deceitful  arts. 

4  The  Lord  hath  both  a  temple  here,  . 

And  righteous  throne  above ; 
Where  he  furveys  the  fons  of  men,    ■ 
And  how  their  counfels  move. 

5  If  God,  the  righteous,  whom  he  loves, 

For  trial  does  correct ! 
What  ffluft  the  fons  of  violence, 
Whom  he  abhors,  exoecl: : 
B  3 


i8  PSA  I  M    XII. 

6  Snares, fire  and  brimftpne,  on  their  heads 

Shall  in  one  turpeft  fhow'r  ; 
This  dreadful  mivure  his  revenge 
Into  their  cup  (hall  pour. 

7  The  righteous  L;rd  will  righteoiw  deeds 

With  fignal  favour  grace  ; 
An'  to  t  e upright  man  difclofe 
The  brightne  s  of  his  face. 

IPfalin  XII,    €mrhmi  their*. 

I    QINCE  godly  men  decay,  O  Lord, 
O     Dj  thou  my  caufe  defend  ; 
For  fcarce  thefe  wretched  tines  afford 
One  juft  and  faithful  friend. 
%  One  neighbour  now  can  fcarce  believe, 
What  th'  o:her  doth  impart  ; 
With  flatt'ring  lips  they  all  deceive, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound. 

Can  i  ever  prefper  long  ; 
God's  righteous  vengeance  will  confound 
The  proud  :  lafpheming  tongue. 

4  In  vain  thpfe  fociim  boafters  fay, 

"  Our  tongues  ire  fure  our  own  ; 
With  doubtful  words  we'll  ftill  betray,. 

And  be  controul'd  by  none." 
e  For  God,  who  hears  the  fuFring  poor, 

And  their  opfcr  flion  knows, 
Will  Too.:  aflfe,  and  give  them  reft, 

In  fpite  of  all  their  foes. 
€  The- word  of  God  mall  ftill  abide, 

And  void  of  falfehood.be 
As  in  the  fil  erfev'n  times  trv'd, 

From  drciTy  mixture  free. 


p  $  a  l  m  xijl  j 

"  The  promife  cf  his  aiding  grace 
Shall  reach  itrs  purposM  end  ; 
His  fervants  from  -this  faithlefsrace 
He  ever  ihall  defend. 
8  Then  ihall  the  w  irked  be  perplexMj 
To  know  which  way  to -fly  ; 
When  thole  whom  they  defpis'd  and  vex'd, 
Shall  be  advane'd  on  high, 

J^falm  XIII.    Common  metre. 

i    T  TOW  long  wilt  thou  forget  me,  Lord  ? 
X  JL     Mud  I  forever  moarn  ? 
How  long  wilt  thou  withdraw  from  me. 
Oh  !  never  to  return  ? 

2  How  long  fnail  anxious  thoughts  my  foul, 

And  grief  my  heart  opprefs  I 
How  long  my  enemies  infult, 
And  I  have  no  redrefs  ? 

3  O,  hear  !  and -to  my  longing  eyes 

Reftore  thy  wonted  light  ; 
And  fuddenly,  or  I  fhail  fleep 

In  everlafting  night, 
4.  Restore  me,  left  they  proudly  boaft 

'Twas  their  own  ftrength  o'ercame  ; 
Permit  not  them  that  vex  my  foul, 

To  triumph  in  my  fhame. 

5  Since  I  have  always  plac'd  my  n  tut 

Beneath  thy  mercy's  wing., 
Thy  faying  heahfi  will  come  and  then 
My  heart  with  joy  fhail  fpring  ; 

6  Tr-^n  fhail  my  fong,  with  praife  infpird 

To  thee,  my  God  afcend, 

Who  to  thy  fervant  in  diitrefs, 

Such  bounty  didft  extend. 


2c  P  S  A  L  M    XIV,  XV. 

Pfalm  XIV.    Long,  metre. 

i    QURE  wicked  fools  mutt  needs  fnppofe 
O     That  God  is  nothing  but  a  name  : 
Corrupt  and  lewd  their  pracltce  grows, 
No  bread  is  warmM  with  holy  flame. 

2  TheLord  look'd  down  from  heav'n's  high  tow'r 

And  all  the  fons  of  men  did  view, 
To  fee  if  any  own'd  his  pow'r  ; 
If  any  truth  or  juftice  knew. 

3  But  all  he  faw  were  gone  afide. 

All  were  degenerate  grown  and  bafe  i 
None  took  religion  for  their  guide, 
Not  one  of  all  the  finful  race. 

4  But  can  thefe  workers  of  deceit 

Be  all  fo  dull  and  fenfelefs  grown, 
That  they  like  bread  my  peopie  eat, 
And  God's  almighty  pow  'r  difown  ? 

5  How  will  they  tremble  then  for  fear, 

When  his  juft  wrath  (hall  them  o'ertake  ? 
For,  to  the  righteous,  God  is  near, 
And  never  will  their  caufe  forfake. 

6  111  men  in  vain  with  fcom  expofe 

The  methods  which  the  good  purfue  : 
Since.  God  a  refuge  is  for  thofe 

Whom  his  juft  eyes  with  favour  view. 

7  Would  he  his  faving  pow'r  employ 

To  break  his  people's  fervile  band  ; 
Then  fhouts  of  univerfal  joy 

Shall  loudly  echo  through  the  land. 

J2fa!m  XV.     Common  metre. 

LORD,  who's  the  happy  man,  that  may 
To  thy  bleft  courts  repair  ; 
Not  ftranger  like  to  v)St  them, 
But  to  inhabit  there  ? 


P  S  J  I  M    XVI. 

%  Tis  he,  whofe  ev'ry  thought,  and  deed 
By  rules  of  virtue  moves : 
Whole  gerrrous  tongue  difdr.ins  to  fpeak 
The  thing  his  heart  difpoves. 

3  Who  never  did  a  flander  forge, 

His  neighbour's  fame  to  wound 
Nor  harken  to  a  fife  report 
Bv  malice  whifper'd  round, 

4  Who  vice  in  all  its  pomp  and  pow*r3 

Gan  treat  with  juft  neglecl  ; 
And  piety,  though  doatlrcl  in  mgi.j 
ReligiouQv  refpeft, 

5  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  trull 

Has  ever  firmly  ftood  ; 
And  though  he  promife  to  his  lofs^ 
He  makes  his  prcmife  good. 

6  Whofe  fcul  in  ufury  difdains 

His  treafure  to  employ  ; 
Whom  no  rewards  can  ever  bribe* 
The  gi-iiltlefs  to  deftroy, 
'1  The  man,  who  by  his  tfeady  courfe 
Has  happinefs  enfur'd, 
When  earth's  foundation  fnakes  fhall  ftandj 
By  providence  fecur'd, 

]p'Mltl  XVI.    Common  metre, 

PROTECT  me  from  my  cruel  foes, 
And  fhield  me,  Lord,  from  harm  ; 
Becaufe  my  trurVIflill  repofe 
On  thy  almighty  arm. 
%  My  foul  all  help  bo t  thine  does  fllghr2 
AH  gods  but  thee  difown  ; 
Yet  can  no  deeds  of  mine  requite.., 
The  goodnefs  thou  hail  iliQwa-, 


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22  PS  A  L  M    XVI. 

3  But  thofe  that  ftrictly  virtuous  are, 

And  love  the  thing  thatJs  right 
To  favour  always  and  prefer, 
Shall  be  my  chief  delight. 

4  How  mall  their  forrows  be  encreas'dr 

Who  other  gods  adore  ! 
Their  bloody  crT'rings  I  deteft, 
Their  very  names  abhor. 

5  My  lot  is  fall'n  in  that  bleit  land, 

Where  God  is  truly  known  • 
He  fills  my  cup  with  lib'ral  hand  ; 
"Tis  he  fupports  my  throne. 

6  In  nature's  moil  delightful  fcene 

My  happy  portion  lies ; 
The  place  of  my  appointed  reign 
All  other  land  outvies. 

^    Therefore  my  foul  mall  blefs  the  Lord; 
Whole  precepts  give  me  light, 
And  private  counfel  ftill  afford, 
In  forrow's  difmal  night. 
S  I  ftrive  each  action  to  approve 
To  his  all  feeing  eye  ; 
No  danger  fhall  my  hopes  remove, 
Becaufe  he  ftill  is  nigh. 

^  Therefore  my  heart  all  grief  defies, 
My  glory  does  rejoice  ; 
My  flefh  mall  reft,  in  hopes  to  rife, 
Wak'd  by  his  pow'rful  voice. 
EO  Thou,  Lord,  when  I  refign  my  breath. 
My  foul  from  hell  fhait  free  ; 
Nor  let  thy  Holy  One  in  death 
The  leaft  corruption  fee, 


P  S  J  L  M    XVII. 

II  Thou  (halt  the  paths  of  life  difplay  ; 
That  to  thy.  prefence  lead  ; 
Where  pleafures  dwell  without  allay. 
And  joys  that  never  fade. 

|j3Cain!  XVIL    Common  metre, 

l   r  1  "'O  my  juft  plea  and  fad  complaint? 
X       Attend,  O  righteous  Lord, 
And  to  my  pray'r,  as  'tis  unfeigu'd, 
A  gracious  ear  afford, 
i  As  in  thy  fight  I  am  approv'd. 
So  let  my  fentence  be  ; 
And  with  impartial  eyes,  O  Lord, 
My  upright  dealings  fee. 

3  For  thou  haft  fearch'd  my  heart  by  day 

And  vifited  by  night  ; 

And  on  the  ftri&eft  trial  found. 
Its  fecret  motions  ri<?ht. 

Nor  mall  thy  juftice,  Lord,  alone 
My  heart's  defigns  acquit  ; 

For  I  have  purpos'd  that  my  tongue- 
Shall  no  offence  commit. 

4  I  know  what  wicked  men  would  do0 

Their  fafety  to  maintain  ; 
But  me  thy  juft  and  mild  commands 
From  bloody  paths  reftrain. 

5  Thai  I  may  ftill  in  fpight  of  wrongs, 

My  innocence  fecure, 
O,  guide  me  in  thy  righteous  ways. 
And  make  my  footiteps  fare. 


l.-ice 


heretofore  I  ne'er  in  vain 


To  thee  my  pray'r  addrefs'd  ; 
O  !  now,  my  God,  incline  thine  eai 
To  this  my  juft  requeft. 


?4  p  s  a  i  m  xvrr. 

7  The  wonders  of  thy  truth  and  love 
In  my  defence  engage, 
Thou  whofe  right  hand  preferves  thy  faints 
From  their  opprefibrs  rage. 
PART    II. 
Bj  9OI  keep  me  in  thy  tend'refl  care  ; 
Thy  fiiek'ring  wing  ft  retch  cut, 
To  guard  me  fafe  from  favage  foes, 
That  compnfs  me  about, 
10  O'ergrown  with  luxury,  inclos'd 
In  their  own  fat  they  He. 
And  with  a  proud  biafpherning  mouth 
Both  God  and  man  defy. 
J 1   Well  may  they  hoaft,  for  they  have  flow 
paths  enccmpafs'd  round  ; 
Their  eyes  at  watch,  their  bodies bow'd 
And  couching  on  the  ground. 
3  2  In  pofhire  of  a  lion  (cty 

When  greedy  cf  his  prey  ; 
Or  a  young  lion  when  he  lurks 
V'  iJ:in  a  covert  way. 

13  Arife,  O  Lord,  defeat  their  plots, 

Their  fweliing  r;;ge  contrcul  : 
From  wicked  risen,  who  are  thy  fword, 
Deliver  thou  my  foul  : 

14  From  worldly  men  thy  fharpeft  fcourge 

Whofe  portion's  here  below  ; 
Who  filTd  with  earthly  ftcres  afpire 
No  other  blifs  to  know. 

15  Their  race  is  num'rous  that  partake 

Their  fubftance  while  they  live  ; 
Their  heirs  furvives,  to  whom  they  mav 
Their  vail  remainder  give. 


1 6  But  I  in  uprightnefs,  thy  face, 
Shall  view  without  controul, 
And,  waking,  fhall  its  image  find 
Reflected  in  my  foul, 

Ipfalm  XVIII.    Long  metre, 

i,  2"pkTO  change  of  times  fhall  ever  mock 
xS.     My  firm  affeftion, Lord  to  thee  -3 
For  thou  haft  always  been  a  rock 
A  fortrefs  and  defence  to  me. 
Thou  my  deliv'rer  art,  my  God, 

My  truft  is  in  thy  mighty  pow'r  3 
Thou  art  my  fhield  from  foes  abroad, 
At  home  my  fafsguard  and  my  tow'r, 
3  To  thee  I  will  addrefs  my  pray'r, 

To  whom  all  praife  we  juftly  owe, 
So  fhall  I}  by  thy  watchful  care, 

Be  guarded  from  my  treach'rous  foe, 
4,  5  By  floods  of  wicked  men  diftrefs'd, 
With  deadly  forrows  compafs'd  rounds 
With  dire  infernal  pangs  opprefs'd, 
In  death's  unwieldy  fetters  bound, 
6  To  heav'n  I  made  my  mournful  pray'r, 
To  God  addrefs  my  humble  moan  | 
Who  gracioufly  inclined  his  ear, 

And  heard  me  from  his  lofty  throne. 
PART    IT. 
1  When  God  arofe  to  take  my  part, 

The  confcious  earth  did  quake  for  fear  j 
From  their  firm  polls  the  hills  did  ft  art, 
Nor  could  his  dreadful  fury  bear. 
S  Thick  clouds  of  fmoke  difpers'd  abroad, 
Enfigns  of  wrath  before  him  came, 
Devouring  fire  around  him  glow'd, 
That  coals  were  kindled  at  its  flame, 
C 


26  PSALM    XVIII. 

9  He  left  the  beauteous  realms  of  light, 

Whilit  heav'n  bow'd  down  its  awful  head  % 
Beneath  his  feet  fubftantial  night, 
Was  like  a  fable  carpet  fpread. 
io  The  chariot  of  the  King  of  kings, 
Which  active  troops  of  angels  drew, 
On  a  ftrong  tern  pelt's  rapid  wings, 
With  molt  amazing  fwiftnefs  flew. 

lit  it  Black  wat'ry  mills  and  clouds  confpir'd 
With  thickeit  (hades  his  face  to  veil ; 
But  at  his  brightnefs  foon,  retir'd, 
And  fell  in  iliow'rs  of  fire  and  hail. 
1.3  Through  heav'ns  wide  arch  a  thund'ring peal 
God's  angry  voice  did  loudly  roar  • 
While  earth's  fad  face,  with  heaps  of  hail 
And  flakes  of  fire  was  cover'd  o'er. 

24  His  fharpen'd  arrows  round  he  threw, 
Which  made  his,  fcatter'd  foes  retreat  1 
Like  darts  his  nimble  lightnings  flew, 
And  quickly  finifti'd  their  defeat. 

15  The  deep  its  fecret  ftores  difclos'd  ; 

The  world's  foundations  naked  lay* 
By  his  avenging  wrath  expos'd, 

Which  fiercely  rag'd  that  dreadful  dayQ 

PART   HI. 

16  The  Lord  did  on  my  fide  engage* 

From  heav'n  his  throne  my  caufe  upheld. 
And  fnatch'd  me  from  the  furious  rage 
Of  threat'ning  waves  that  proudly  fwelTcL 
1 7.  God  his  reliefs  pow'r  employ 'd, 

My  ftrongell  foes  attempts  to  break  ; 
Who  elfe  with  eafe  had  foon  deftroy'd, 
flie  weak  defence  that  I  could  make. 


PSALM    XVffl.  27 

t8  Their  fubtle  rage  had  ne'er  prevaiTdj 
When  I  diftrefs'd  and  friendlefs  lay* 
But  ftill  when  other  fuccours  fail'd, 
God  was  my  firm  fupport  and  ftay. 
*9  From  dangers  that  enclos'd  me  round, 
He  brought  me  forth  and  fet  me  free  : 
For  fome  juft  caufe  his  goodnefs  found, 
That  mov'd  him  to  delight  in  me. 
20  Becaufe  in  me  no  guilt  remains, 

God  does  his  gracious  help  extend  ; 
My  hands  are  free  from  bloody  ftains, 
Therefore  the  Lord  is  ftill  my  friendo 
21,  22  For  I  his  judgments  kept  in  fight, 
In  his  juft  paths  have  always  trod  ; 
I  never  did  his  ftatutes  flight, 

Nor  loofely  wander'd  from  my  God. 
2-3,  24  But  ftill  my  foul,  fincere,  and  pure, 
Did  e'en  from  darling  fins  refrain  ; 
His  favours  therefore  yet  endure, 

Becaufe  my  heart  and  hands  are  clean, 
PART    IV. 
flj,  26  Thou  fuit'ft.  OLord,  thy  righteous  ways 
To  various  paths  of  human  kind, 
They  who  for  mercy  merit  praife, 

With  thee  mail  wond'rous  mercy  find. 
Thou  to  the  juft  mall  juftiee  Ihow, 

The  pure  thy  purity  mall  fee  ; 
Such  as  perverfely  ehoofe  to  go, 

Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee. 
27,  28  That  he  the  humble  foul  will  fave, 
And  crufh  the  haughty 's  boafted  mighty 
In  me  the  Lord  an  inftance  gave, 

Whofe  darknefs  he  has  turn'd  to  lights 
\=-  2 


28  PSALM    XVIII. 

29  On  his  firmfuccour  I  rely'd, 

And  did  o'er  num'rous  foes  prevail ; 
Nor  fear'd  whiift  he  was  on  my  fide, 

The  beft  defended  walls  to  fcale. 
30  For  God's  defigns  (hall  (till  fucceed, 

His  words  will  bear  the  utmoft  teft  ; 
He's  a  ftrong  fhield  to  all  that  need, 

And  on  his  fure  prote&ion  reft. 
31  Who  then  deferves  to  be  ador'd, 

Bat  God  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  I 
Or  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 

Can  with  refiftlefs  pow'r  defend  ? 

PART    V. 
32,  33  'Tis  God  that  girds  my  armour  on, 
And  all  myjuft  defigns  fulfils; 
Through  him,  my  feet  canf.viftly  run 
And  nimbly  climb  the  fteepeft  hills, 
34  Leffons  of  war  from  him  I  take. 

And  manly  weapons  learn  no  wield  : 
Strong  bows  of  fteel  with  eafe  I  break, 
Forc'd  by  my  ftronger  arms  to  yield,, 
2$  The  buckler  of  his  faving  health 
Proteds  me  from  infulting  foes  : 
His  hand  fuftains  me  ftillj  my  wealth 
And  greatnefs  from  his  bounty  flows0 

36  My  goings  he  enlarg'd  abroad, 

'Till  then  to  narrow  paths  confin'd. 
And  when  in  flipp'ry  ways  I  trod, 
The  method  of  my  fteps  defign'd. 

37  Through  him  I  num'rous  hofts  defeat, 

And  flying  fquad'rons  captive  take  ; 
Nor  from  my  fierce  purfuit  retreat* 
'Till  I  a  final  conqueft  make, 


PSALM    Xvlll.  29 

38  Cover'd  with  wounds  in  vain  they  try, 

Their  vanquifh'd  heads  again  to  rear  ; 
Spire  of  their  boafted  ftrength  they  lie 
Beneath  my  feet  and  grovel  there. 

39  God,  when  frefh  armies  take  the  field, 

Recruits  my  ftrength,  my  courage  warms  | 
He  m.^kes  my  ftrong  oppofers  yield, 
Subiu'd  bv  my  prevailing  arms. 

40  Through  him  the  necks  of  proftrate  foes 

My  coiHgu'ring  feet  in  triumph  prefs  ; 
Aided  by  him  I  root  cut  rhofe 
Who  hate  and  envy  my  fuccefs. 

41  With  louct  complaints  all  friends  they  try'd 

But  none  was  able  to  defend  | 
At  length  to  God  for  help  they  cry'd  ; 
But  God  would  no  ailiftance  lend. 

42  Like  flying  dull,  which  winds  purfue, 

Their  broken  troops  I  fcatter'd  round  : 
Their  flaughter'd  bodies  forth  I  threw, 
Like  loathfome  dirt  that  clogs  the  ground* 

PART    VI. 

43  Our  factious  tribes,  at  ftrife  till  now, 

By  God's  appointment  me  obey  ; 
The  heathen  to  my  fceptre  bow, 
And  foreign  nations  own  my  (way. 

44  Remoteft  realms  their  homage  fend, 

When  my  fuccefful  name  they  hear  : 
Strangers  for  my  commands  attend, 
Charm'd  with  refpecl,  or  aw'd  by  fear, 

45  All  to  my  fummons  tamely  yield, 

Or  foon  in  battle  are.  difmay'd  : 

For  ftronger  holds  they  quit  the  fields 

And  frill  in  ftrongeft  holds  afraid, 


P  S  A  L  M    XIX. 

46  Let  the  eternal  Lord  be  prais'd  ! 

The  rock  on  whofe  defence  I  reft  ; 

O'er  higheft  heav'ns  his  name  be  rais'd,- 

Who  me  with  his  falvation  bleiVd. 

47  'Tis  God  that  ftiil  fupports  my  right, 

His  jufl  reveng?  m\  toes  purfues  ; 
J Tis  he  that  wkirrefililefs  m;ght, 
Fierce  nations  to  my  voice  iubdue?» 

48  My  univerfal  fafeguard,  he, 

From  whom  my  failing  honours  flow, 
He  made  me  grear,  and  let  me  free, 
From  my  remorfeie6,  bloody  foe. 

49  Therefore  to  celebrate  his  fame, 

My  grateful  voice  to  heav  n  I'll  raife  ! 
And  nations,  Grangers  to  his  name, 
Shall  thus  be  tiui^vtt  to  (ing  his  praife, 

50  "  God  to  his  kin^  deliv'rance  fends. 

Shews  his  ancinxd  fignal  grace ; 
His  mercy  evermore  extends 

To  David,  and  his  promis'd  race." 


IpMm  XIX.    Common  metre. 

rT^KE  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
JL       Which  that  alone  can  rUl  ; 
The  firmament  and  itars  exprefs, 

Their  great  Creator's  fkiil. 
The  dawn  of  each  returning  day, 

Fi-elh  beams  of  knowledge  .  ri 
And  from  the  dark  returns  of  night 

Divine  inftrucUon  fprings. 
Their  pow'rful  language  to  no  realm, 

Or  region  is  confin'd  ; 
''Tis  nature's  voice,  and  underftood 

Alike  by  all  mankind. 


P  S  A  L  M    XIX. 
.  Their  doctrine  does  its  facred  fenfe 

Through  earth's  extent  difplay  ; 
Whofe  bright  contents  the  circling  fun 

Does  round  the  world  convey. 
No  bridegroom  for  his  nuptials  dreftj 

Has  fuch  a  cheerful  face ; 
No  giant  does  like  him  rejoice, 

To  run  his  glorious  race. 
From  eaff  to  weft,  from  weft  to  eaft, 

His  reftlefs  courfe  he  goes  : 
And  through  his  progrefs  cheerful  Hghtj 

And  vital  warmth  bellows. 
PART    II. 
God's  perfect  law  converts  the  foul, 


With  facred  wifdom  his  fureword 
The  ignorant  infpires. 

8  The  ftatutes  of  the  Lord  are  juil, 

And  bring  iincere  delight  ; 
His  pure  commands  in  fcarch  of  truths 
AtTift  the  feebleft  fight. 

9  His  perfect  wormip  here  is  flx'd, 

On  fure  foundations  laid  ; 
His  equal  laws  are  in  the  fcales 
Of  truth  and  juixice  weigh'd. 

10  Of  more  e(l:em  than  golden  mines. 

Or  gold  refm/d  with  kill  : 
More  fweet  than  honey,  or  the  drops 
That  from  the  comb  diftil, 

1 1  My  trufty  counfellcrs  they  are, 

And  friendly  warnings  give  ; 
Divine  regards  attend  on  thofe, 
Who  by  thy  precepts  live. 


4C  P  S  A  L  M    XX. 

12  But  what  frail  man  obferves,  how  oft, 

He  doe?  from  virtue  fall  ? 
C  cleanfe  me  from  my  fecret  fault 
Thou  God  that  know'ft  them  all. 

13  Let  no  prcfufnptuous  fin,  O  Lord, 

Dominion  ha^e  o'er  me  ; 
That  by  thy  grace,  preferv'd,  I  may 
The  great  tnmfgrcmon  flee, 

14.  So  fhall  my  prav'r  and  praiies  be 
With  thy  acceptance  cleft  ; 
And  I  fecure,  on  thy  defence, 
My  ftrergth  and  Saviour  reft. 

Jpfaltn  XX.    Common  metre. 

1  Y  j|  "  H  E  Lr-rd  to  thy  requeft  attend, 

JL       And  hear  thee  in  diftrefs  ; 
The  na:  ve  of  Jacob's  God  defend, 
And  grant  thy  arms  fuccefs. 

2  To  aid  thee  from  on  high  repair, 

And  ftrength  from  Sion  give  ; 

3  Remember  all  thy  ofF'rings  there, 

Thy  facriftce  receive. 

4  To  cpmp^fs  thy  own  heart's  defiffi 

Tfiy  counfels  ftill  direct  : 

Make  kir.dly  all  events  confpire 

To  bring  them  to  effect  : 

5  To  toy  fa) ration,  Lord,  for  aid 

We  cheerfully  repair. 
With  banners  in  thy  name  difplay'd, 
The  Lord  accept  thy  pray'r. 

6  Cur  hopes  are  fix'd,  that  now  the  Lord 

Our  fov'reign  will  defend, 
From  heav'n  refiftlefs  aid  afford, 
to  his  pray'r  attend. 


F  S  A  I  M    XXX.  33 

Some  trull  in  fteeds  for  war  defign'd, 

On  chariots  fome  rely ; 
Againft  them  all  we'll  call  to  mind 

The  pow'r  of  God  moil  high. 
But,  from  their  fteeds  and  chariots  thrown 

Behold  them,  through  the  plain, 
Diforder'd,  broke  and  trampled  down, 

Whilft  firm  our  troops  remain. 
Still  fave  us,  Lord,  and  ftill  proceed 

Our  rightful  caufe  to  blefs  ; 
Hear,  King  of  heav'n,  in  times  of  need, 

The  pray'rs  that  we  addrefs. 


Jj9Mitt  XXI.    Common  metre, 

THE  king,  O  Lord,  with  fongs  of  praife 
Shall  in  thy  ftrength  rejoice 
With  thy  falvation  crovvn'd,  (hall  raife 

TcTheaVn  his  cheerful  voice. 
For  thou,  whate'er  his  lips  recmeft. 

Not  only  doft  impart, 
But  haft  with  thy  acceptance  bleft 

The  wiihes  of  his  heart, 
Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  tender  care 

Have  all  his  hopes  outgone  ; 
A  crown  of  gold  thou  mad'ft  him  wear 

And  fett'ft  it  firmly  on. 
He  pray'd  for  life  ;  and  thou,  O  Lord, 

Dklft  his  fhort  fpan  extend, 
And  gracioully  to  him  afford 

A  life  that  ne'er  fhall  end. 
Thy  fure  defence,  through  nations  round, 

Has  fpread  his.  glorious  name  ; 
And  his  fuccefsful  actions  crown'd 

With  majeity  and  fame. 


34  PSALM    XXI. 

6  Eternal  bleflings  thou  beftow'ft, 

And  mak'ft  his  joys  increafe  ; 
Whilft  thou  to  him,  unclouded  fnowfr* 
The  brightnefs  of  thy  face. 
PART    II. 

7  Becaufe  the  king  on  God  alone 

For  timely  aid  relies ; 
His  mercy  ftill  fupports  his  throne,     , 
And  all  his  wants  fupplies. 

8  But  righteous  Lord,  thy  flubborn  foes. 

Shall  feel  thy  heavy  hand  ; 
Thy  vengeful  arm  {hall  find  out  thofe 
That  hate  thy  mild  command. 

9  When  thou  againft  them  doll  engage, 

Thy  juft,  but  dreadful  doom 
Shall  like  a  glowing  oven's  rage. 
Their  hopes  and  them  confume. 
20  Nor  fhall  thy  furious  anger  ceafe, 
Or  with  their  ruin  end  ; 
But  root  out  all  their  guilty  race, 
And  to  their  feed  extend. 

1 1  For  all  their  thoughts  were  fet  on  illy 

Their  hearts  on  malice  bent  ; 
But  thou  with  watchful  care  didft  ftill 
The  ill  effects  prevent. 

12  In  vain  by  fhameful  flight  they'll  try- 

To  'fcape  thy  dreadful  might ; 

While  thy  fwift  darts  fhall  falter  fly, 

And  gall  them  in  their  flight. 

13  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous  ftrength  difclofe? 

And  thus  exalt  thy  fame  ; 
Whilft  we  glad  fongs  of  praife  compofe 
To  thy  almighty  name. 


PSALM    XXII.  35 

JpfallU  XXII.    Common  metre. 

!   I   11  /TY  God,  my  God,  why  leav'ft  thou  me> 
XV  X     When  I  with  anguifh  faint ; 

0  !  why  fo  far  from  me  remov'd, 
And  from  my  loud  complaint  ? 

2  All  day,  but  all  the  day  unheard. 

To  thee  do  I  complain  ; 
With  cries  implore  relief  all  night, 
But  cry  all  night  in  vain. 

3  Yet  thou  art  ftill  the  righteous  judge 

Of  innocence  opprefs'd ; 
And  therefore  Ifrae/'s  praifes  are 
Of  right  to  thee  addrefs'd. 
4,  5  On  thee  our  anceftors  rely'd, 
And  thy  deliverance  found  ; 
With  pious  confidence  they  pray'd 
And  with  fuccefs  were  crown'd, 

6  But  I  am  treated  like  a  worm, 

Like  none  cf  human  birth  : 
Not  only  by  the  great  revil'd, 
But  made  the  rabble's  mirth. 

7  With  laughter  al]  the  gazing  crow'd 

My  agonies  furrey  %_ 
They  moot  the  lip,  they  make  the  head, 
And  thus  deriding  fay  : 

8  "  In  God  he  trufled  boafting  oft, 

That  he  was  heavVs  delight ; 
Let  God  comedown  to  fave  himnowa 
And  own  his  favourite." 
PART    II. 

9  Thou  mad'ft,  O  Lord,  my  mother's  womb, 

A  living  offspring  bear  ; 
When  but  a  fuckling  at  the  breaftj 

1  was  thy  early  care. 


36  PSALM    XXII. 

10  Thcu  guardian  like  did'ft  fhield  from  wrongs 

My  helplefs  infant  days  ; 
And  fince  haft  been  my  God  and  guide. 
Through  life's  bewilder'd  ways, 

1 1  Withdraw  net  them  fo  far  from  me, 

When  trouble  is  fo  nigh  : 
O  !  fend  me  help,  thy  help,  on  which 
I  only  can  rely. 

12  High  pamper'd  bulls,  a  frowning  herd, 

From  Eafcuis  fcreft  met, 
With  ftrength  proportioned  to  their  rage3 
Have  me  around  befet. 

1 3  They  gape  on  me,  and  every  mouth 

A  yawning  grave  appears ; 

The  defert  lion's  favage  roar 

Lefs  dreadful  is  than  theirs, 

PART   m. 

14  My  blood,  like  waters  fpill'd,  my  joints 

Are  rack'd,  and  out  of  frame  ; 
My  heart  diflblves  within  my  breaft, 
Like  wax  before  the  flame. 

15  My  ftrength  like  potter's  earth  is  parch'd, 

My  tongue  cleaves  to  my  jaws  ; 
And  to  the  filent  ihades  of  death 
My  fainting  foul  withdraws. 

16  Like  blood  hounds,  to  furround  me  they 

In  pack'd  aflemblies  meet  ; 
They  piere'd  my  inoffenfive  hands. 
They  piere'd  my  harmlefs  feet. 

1 7  My  body's  rack'd  till  all  my  bones 

Diftincllv  may  be  told  : 

Yet  fuch  a  fpe&acle  of  woe, 

Asf  paftime  they  behold* 


P  S  AL  M    XXII..  37 

28  As  fpoil,  my  garments  they  divide, 

Lois  for  my  vefture  call  : 
•  19  Therefore  approach,  O  Lord,  my  ft  length 

And  to  my  fuccour  hafte. 

20  From  their  fliarp  fword  protest  thou  me, 

Of  ail  bat  life  bereft; 
Nor  let  thy  darling  in  the  pow'r 
Of  cruel  dogs  be  left. 

21  To  fave  me  from  the  lion's  jaws, 

Thy  prefent  fuccour  fend  ; 
As  once  from  goring  unicorns, 
Thou  didil  my  life  defend. 

22  Then  to  my  brethren  I'll  declare 

The  triumphs  of  thy  name  ; 
In  prefence  of  affembled  faints, 
Thy  glory  thus  proclaim. 

23  "  Ye  worfnippers  of  Jacob'*  God, 

"  All  you  of  Ifrael's  line, 
"  O  praife  the  Lord,  and  to  your  praife 
Si  Sincere  obedience  join. 

24  "He  ne'er  difiain'd  on  low  diftrefs, 

"  To  call  a  gracious  eye  ; 
"  Nor  turn'd  from,  poverty  his  face, 
"  But  hears  its  humble  cry," 

P  A  R  T     IV. 

25  Thus  in  thy  facred  courts  will  I 

My  cheerful  thanks  exprefs  ; 
In  prefence  of  thy  faints  perform 
The  vows  of.  my  diftrefs. 

26  The  meek  companions  of  my  grief 

Shall  find  my  table  fpread  ; 
And  all  that  feek  the  Lord,  (hall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed, 
D 


33  PSALM    XXIII. 

27  Then  fnall  the  glad  converted  world 

To  God  their  homage  pay  ; 
And  fcatter'd  nations  of  the  earth 
One  fov  'reign  Lord  obey. 

28  'Tis  his  fupreme  prerogative 

O'er  fubjecl  kings  to  reign  : 
'Tis  juft  that  he  fhould  rule  the  world*, 
Who  does  the  world  fuftain. 

29  The  rich  who  are  with  plenty  fed 

His  bounty  mult  confels  : 
The  fons  of  want,  by  him  reliev'd, 

Their  gen'rous  patron  blefs. 
With  humble  worfnip  to  his  throne 

They  all  for  aid  re  fort  : 
That  power  which  firft  their  beings  gave^ 

Can  only  them  fupport. 
30,  31   Then  fnall  a  chofen  fpotlefs  race, 

Devoted  to  his  name, 
To  their  admiring  heirs  his  truth 

And  glorious  ads  proclaim. 


JPfalltl  XXIII.    Common  metre, 

1  Jf~p  H  E  Lord  himfc-lf,  the  mighty  Lord 

A       Vcuchfafes  to  be  my  gui Je  • 
The  fhepherd,  by  whofe  dbriftarit  care 
My  wants  are  all  fupply'd. 

2  In  tender  grafs  he  makes  me  feed, 

And  gently  there  repofe  ; 
Thende'ids  me  to  cool  fliades,  and  where 
Refreflring  water  flows. 

3  He  does  my  wand'jring  foul  reclaim 

And,  to  his  endlefs  praife, 
I  ^ruc"t  with  humble  zeal  to  v.alk 
l:i  his  moft  righteous  ways. 


PSALM    XXIV.  39 

4  I  pafs  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 

From  fear  and  danger  free  ! 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  ftafF 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 

5  In  prefence  of  my  fpiteful  foes, 

He  does  my  table  fpread  ; 
He  crowns  my  cup  with  cheerful  wine, 
With  oil  anoints  my  head, 

6  Since  God  doth  thus  his  wond'rous  love 

Through  all  my  life  extend  ; 
That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 
And  in  his  temple  fpend, 

Pfalm  XXIVT   Common  metre. " 

i    '  |  y  HIS  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  • 
JL       The  Lord's  her  fulnefs  is, 
The  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein, 
By  fov' reign  right  are  his. 

2  He  fram'd  and  nVd  it  on  the  feas ; 

And  his  almighty  hand, 
Upon  inconftant  floods  has  made 
The  ftable  fabrick  ftaftd. 

3  But  for  himfelf  this  Lord  of  all 

One  chofen  feat  delign'd  :  • 

O  !  who  (hall. to  that  facred  hill 

Deferv'd  admittance  find  ? 

4  The  man  whofe  hands  and  heart  are  pure3 

Whofe  thoughts  from  pride  are  free  ; 
\\rho  honefl  poverty  prefers 
To  gainful  perjury. 

5  This,  this  Is  he,  on  whom  the  Lord 

Shall  fhow'r  his  bleffings  down  ; 
Whom  God  his  Saviour  fhall  vouchfafe 
With  righteoufnefs  to  crown, 

D2 


4©  ?  $  A  L  M    XXV. 

6  Such  is  the  race  of  faints,  by  whom 

The  facred  courts  are  trod  ; 
And  fuch  the  prcfelvtes,  that  feek 
The  face  of  Jacobs  God. 

7  Erecl  your  heads,  eternal  gates, 

Unfold,  to  entertain 
The  King  of  glory  :  ice  !  he  comes 
With  his  eeleftial  train. 

8  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ?  Who  ? 

The  Lord  for  itrength  renown'd  ; 
In  battle  mighty  ;  o'er  his  foes, 
Eternal  vi&or  crown'd. 

9  Erecl:  your  heads,  ye  gates  ;  unfold* 

In  itate  to  entertain 
The  King  of  glory ;  fee  !  he  comes 
With  all  his  fhining  train. 
10  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ?  Who  \ 
The  Lord  of  hofts  renown'd  ; 
Of  glory  he  alone  is  King, 
Who  is  with  glory  crown'd. 


Jpfalm  XXV.    Short  metre. 

1, 2  nPO  God,  in  whom  I  truft, 

X       I  lift  my  heart  and  voice  :     s 
O  Let  me  not  be  put  to  mame, 
Nor  let  my  foes  rejoice. 
3       Thofe  who  on  thee  rely, 
Let  no  difgrace  attend  : 
Be  that  the  fhameful  lot  of  fuch 
As  wilfully  offend. 

4,  5  To  me  thy  truth  impart, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  way  : 
For  thou  art  he  that  brings  me  help  % 
On  thee  I  wait  all  day. 


PSALM    XXV. 
5     Thy  mercies,  and  thy  love, 

O  Lord,  recal  to  mind  ; 

And  gncioufly  continue  ftill 

As  thou  wert  ever  kind. 

"j     Let  all  my  youthful  crimes 

Be  blotted  out  by  thee  ; 

Ani.  for  thy  wond'rous  goodn^fs  fake 

In  mercy  think  on  nie. 

S     His  mercy  and  his  truth, 

The  righteous  Lord  difplays, 
In  bringing  wand'ring  finners  home, 
And  teaching  them  his  ways. 

9  He  thofe  in  juftice  guides, 
Who  his  direction  feek  ; 

And  in  his  facred  paths  (hall  lead 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 

10  Through  all  the  ways  of  God 
Both  truth  and  mercy  fhine, 

To  fuch  as  with  religious  hearts 
To  his  bleft  will  incline. 

PART    II. 

1 1  Since  mercy  is  the  grace 
Which  moil  exalts  thy  fame  ; 

Forgive  my  heinous  fin,  O  Lord, 
And  fo  advance  thy  name. 

12  Whoe'er  with  humble  fear 
To  God  his  duty  pay?, 

Shall  find  the  Lord  a  faithful  guide, 
In  all  his  righteous  ways. 

13  His  foul  with  quiet  peace 
Shall  be  for  ever  bleit, 

And  by  his  num'rous  race  the  land 

Su:cei7ively  porTefs'd. 
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+2  P  S  A  L  M    XXV. 

14  For  God  to  all  his  faints 

Kis  fecret  will  imparts, 
And  dees  his  gracious  covenant  write 
In  their  obedient  hearts. 

1 5  To  him  I  lift  my  eyes, 
And  wait  his  timely  aid, 

Who  breaks  the  ftrong  and  treaclv  rous  fnafl 
Which  for  my  feet  was  laid. 

1 6  O  !  turn  and  all  my  griefs, 
In  rnercy,  Lord,  redrefs  ; 

For  I  am  compafs'd  round  with  woes, 
And  plung'd  in  deep  diftrefs. 

1 7  The  forrows  of  my  heart 
To  mighty  Aims  increafe  ; 

O  !  from  this  dark  and  difmsn  fcate 
My  troubled  foul  rel-:nfe. 

1 8  Do  thou  with  tender  eve?, 
My  (ad  affliction  lee  • 

Acquit  me,  Lord,  and  from  rry  guilt 
Entirely  fet  me  free. 

19  Confider,  Lord,  my  foe?, 
How  vail  their  numbers  grow  ! 

What  lawlefs  force. and  rage  they  ufr, 
What  bountflefs  hate  they  mew  ! 

20  Protect  and  tzi  my  foul 
From  their  fierce  malice  free  ; 

Nor  let  me  be  c'lnarr/d  who  place 
t  truit  in  thee. 

21  Let  all  my  righteous'  acts 
To  full  perfection  rile; 

Becaufe  my  firm  and  coniiant  hope 
On  thee  alone  relies. 


PSALM    XXVI,  43 

22     To  I/raePs  chofen  race 
Continue  ever  kind  ; 
And  in  the  rnidit  of  all  their  wants, 
'Let  them  thy  fuccour  find. 

JSftlfett  XXVI.    Common ^eire. 

'UDGE  me,  O  Lord  •  for  I  the  paths 
Of  righteoufbefs  have  trod  : 
I  cannot  fail,  who  all  my  trull 
Repofe  in  thee,  my  God, 
2,  3  SearcJv  prove  my  he^rt,  whole  innocence 
Will  mine,  the  more  'tis  try'd  ; 
For  I  have  kept  thy  grace  in  view, 
And   made  thy  truth  my  guide. 

4  I  never  for  companions  took 

The  \cAq  or  prowne  ; 
No  hypocrite,  with  all  his  arts, 
Could  e'er  rny  friendfhip  gain, 

5  I  hate  the  Lufy,  plotting  crew, 

Who  make  diffracted  times  ; 
And  ihun  their  wicked  company 
As  I  avoid  their  crime?. 

6  I'll  wafh  my  hands  in  innocence, 

And  brthg  a  heart  fo  pure, 
That  when  thy  altar  I  approach, 
My  welcome  fhall  be  fare. 
7,  8  My  thanks  Til  pubiifh  there,  and  tell 
How  thv  renown  excels  : 
That  {hat  aferds  me  molt  delight, 
In  which  thy  honour  dwells. 
<)  Pals  not  on  me  the  {loner's  doom, 


Who  murder  make  their 
Vho  others  rights,  by  : 
Or  open  force,  in\  ad< 


io  Who  others  rights,  by  fecret  bribes, 


,  PSALM    XXVIL 

1 1  But  I  will  walk  in  paths  of  truth, 

And  innocence  purfue  : 
Protect  me  therefore,  and  to  me 
Thy  mercies,  Lord,  renew. 

12  In  fpite  of  all  afTaulting  foes, 

I  ftiii  maintain  my  ground  ; 
And  mail  furvive  among  thy  faints, 
Thy  praifes  to  refound. 

Jpfalm  XX VII.    Common  metre. 

i   TT7HOM  mould  I  fear,  fmce  God  to  mt 
V  V       Is  faving  health  and  light  ? 
Since  ftrongly  he  my  life  fupports, 
What  can  my  foul  affright. 

2  With  fierce  intent  my  flefh  to  tear, 

,When  foes  befet  me  round, 
They  fuimbled,  and  their  lofty  crefts 
Were  made  to  ftrike  the  ground. 

3  Through  him  my  heart  undaunted  dares 

With  num'rous  hefts  to  cope  ; 
Through  him  in  doubtful  lbaits  of  war 
For  good  fuccefs  I  hope. 

4  Henceforth  within  his  houfe  to  dwell 

I  earnestly  defire  ; 
His  wond'rous  beauty  there  to  view, 
And  his  bleft  will  enquire. 

5  For  there  I  may  with  comfort  reft, 

In  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ; 
And  fafe  as  on  a  rock  abide 
In  that  feenre  recefs  : 

6  Whilfl:  God  o'er  all  my  haughty  foes 

My  lofty  head  mall  raife  ; 
And  I  my  joyful  off'ring  bring, 
And  ling  glad  fongs  of  pnife. 


P  S  A  L  M    XXVII. 

PART    II. 

7  Continue,  Lord,  to  hear  my  voice, 
Whene'er  to  thee  I  cry  ; 
In  mercy  all  my  prayers  receive, 

Nor  my  requerl  deny. 
When  us  to  feek  thy  glorious  face 

Thou  kindly  doit  advife; 
t(  Thy  glorious  face  I'll  always  feek,3* 
My  grateful  heart  replies. 

Then  hide  not  thcu  thy  face,  O  Loid, 

Nor  me  in  wrath  reject  : 
My  God  and  Sav$esr,  leave  net  him 

Thou  didi!  fo  eft  prated. 
io  Though  all  my  friends  and  nearer!:  kin. 

Their  help-left*  charge  forfake  ; 
Yet  thou,  whofe  love  excels  them  all, 

Wilt  care  and  pity  take. 

1 1  Irrftruet  nie  in  thy  paths,  O  Lord, 

My  ways  directly  guide  ; 
Left  envious  men  who  watch  my  Heps, 
Should  lee  me  tread  afide. 

12  Lord  difappoint  my  cruel  foes  ; 

Defeat  their  iade-lre, 
Whofe  lying  lips,  and  bloody  hands, 
Agaimt  my  peace  confpire. 

13  I  trufted  that  my  future  life 

Should  with  thy  love  be  crown'd, 
Or  elfe  my  fainting  foul  had  funk, 
With  forrow-compafs'd  rounds 
14.  God's  time  with  patient  faith  expect, 
And  he'll  infpire  thy  breait 
With:  inward  drength  ;  do  thou  thy  parts 
And  leave  to  him  the  reft. 


4$  PS  J  L  M    XXVIII. 

JpfallU  XXVIII.    Common  metre. 

i    (~\  LORD,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  cry, 
\_J     In  fighs  confame  my  breath, 
O  i  anfwer  ;  or  I  fhaU  become 
Like  thofe  that  fleep  in  death. 

2  Regard  my  fupplications  Lord, 

The  cries  that  I  repeat, 
With  weeping  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
Before  thy  mercy  fear* 

3  Let  me  efcape  the  finners'  doom, 

Who  make  a  trade  of  ill  ; 
And  ever  fpeak  the  perfon  fair, 
Whofe  blood  they  mean  to  fpill. 

4  According  to  their  crimes  extent, 

Let.  j.-ftice  have  its  courfe  : 
Relentlefs  be  to  them,  as  they 
Have  finn'd  without  remorfe. 

5  Since  they,  .the  works  of  God  defpifer, 

Nor  will  his  grace  adore, 
His  wrath  mall  utterly  deftroy, 
And  build  them  up  no  more. 

6  But  I,  with,  due  acknowledgment, 

His  praifes  will  refound, 
From  whom  the  cries  of  my  diflrefs 
A  gracious  anfvver  found. 

7  My  heart  its  confidence  repos'd 

In  God  my  ftrength  and  fhield  ; 
In  him  1  trull ed  and  retum'd 

Triumphant  from  the  field  : 
As  he  has  made  my  joys  complete, 

'Tisjuft  that  I  mould  mile.. 
The  cheerful  tribute  of  my  thank?, 

And  thus  refound  his  praife  : 


P  S  A  L  M    XXIX.  4 

fS  "  His  aiding  pow'r  fapports  the  troops 
"  That  my  juil  caufe  maintain    : 
"  'Twas  he  advanced  me  to  the  throne  : 

(i  'Tis  he  fecures  my  reign." 
9  Preferve  thy  chofen,  and  proceed 

Thine  heritage  to  blefs, 
With  plenty  profper  them,  in  peace  : 
In  battle  with  fuccefs  : 

ipCalm  XXIX.    Long  metre, 

I,   "^/'E  princes  that  in  might  excel, 
X       Your  grateful  facriflce  prepare  ; 
God's  glorious  actions  loudly  tell, 
His  wond'rous  pow'r  to  all  declare. 

2  To  his  great  name  frefh  altars  raife, 

Devoutly  due  refpecl:  afford  ; 
Him  in  his  holy  temple  praife, 

Where  he's  with  folemn  ftate  ador'd. 

3  'Tis  he  that  with  amazing  noife 

The  wat'ry  clouds  in  funder  breaks  : 
The  ocean  trembles  at  his  voice, 

When  he  from  heav'n  in  thunder  fpeaks. 
}.,  5  How  full  of  pow'r  his  voice  appears  ! 

With  what  raajeilick  terrour  crown'd  ! 
Which  from  the  roots  tall  cedars  tears, 

And  (trews  their  fcatter'd  branches  round. 
5  They,  and  the  hills  on  which  they  grow 

Are  fometraies  hurried  far  away  ; 
And  leap  like  hinds  that  bounding  go, 

Or  unicorns  in  youthful -play* 
j}  8  When  Cod  in  thunder  loudly  fpeaks, 

And  fcatter'd  flames  of  lightning  fends, 
The  foreft  nods,  the  defart  quakes, 

Afiditubborn  Kddejh  lowly  bends, 


4$  PSALM    XXX. 

9  He  makes  the  hinds  to  caft  their  young, 
And  lays  the  beads'  dark  coverts  bare  : 
While  thofe  that  to  his  courts  belong, 
Securely  fmg  his  praifes  there. 
10,  ii  God  rules  the  angry  Hoods  on  high : 
His  boundlefs  fvvay  (hall  never  ceafe  : 
His  people  he'll  with  ftrength  fupply, 
And  blefs  his  own  with  conftant  peace. 


falm  XXX.    Comnfon  metre, 

i    T'LL  celtbr?.te  thy  praifes,  Lord, 
X     Who  din  ft  thy  power  employ, 
To  raife  my  drooping  head,  and  check 
My  foes  infulting  py. 
2,  3  In  my  diflrefs  I  cry'd  to  thee, 
Who  kindly  didft  relieve, 
And  from  the  grave's  expecting  jaws 
My  hopelefs  life  retrieve. 

4  Thus  to  his  courts,  ye  faints  of  his, 

With  fongs  .of  praife  repair  ; 
With  me  commemorate  his  truth, 
And  providential  care. 

5  His  wrath  has  but  n  moment's  r«ign  ; 

His  favour  no  decay  :  -, 

Your  night  of  grief  is  recomrens'd 
With  joy's  returning  day. 

6  But  I,  in  profp'rous  days,  prefum'd  : 

No  fudden  change  I  fear'd  : 
Wli'ilft  in  my.Ammine  of  fuceefs 
No  low'ring  cloud  appeai'd. 

7  But  {ben  I  i'ound  thy  favour,  Lord, 

ruft  ; 
Fo]  '  face,  I  faw 

My  honour  laid. in  duft. 


P  S  A  L  M    XXXI.  49 

S  Then,  as  I  vainly  had  preftim'd, 

My  errour  I  confefs'd  ; 
And  thus  with  fupplicating  voice 

Thy  mercy's  throne  addrefs'd  : 
9  "  What  profit  is  there  in  my  blood, 

"  Congeal 'd  by  death's  cold  nSjght  ? 


:i>> 


"  Thy  wond'rous  truth  recite  I 
so  «  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  m  mercy  hear, 
"  Thy  wonted  aid  extend  : 
*s  Do  thou  fend  help,  on  whom  alone 
"  I  can  for  help  depend." 

1 1  3Tis  done  !  Thou  hail  the  mournful  fcene 

To  fongs  and  dancing  turn'd  : 
Invefted  me  in  robes  of  Hate, 
Who  late  in  fackcloth  mourn'd. 

12  Exalted  thus,  I'll  gladly  fing 

Thy  praife  in  graceful  verfe  ; 
And,  as  thy  favours  endlefs  are, 
Thy  endlefs  praife  rehearfe. 

JPMnt  XXXi.    Short  metre. 

i       T\  E  F  E  N  D  me,  Lord,  from  fhame  ; 
U     For  ftili  I  truft  in  thee  : 
As  juft  and  righteous  is  thy  name, 
From  danger  fet  me  free. 
5       Bow  down  thy  gracious  ear, 
And  fpeedy  fuccour  fend  : 
Do  thou  my  lied  fart  rock  appear, 
To  (belter  and  defend. 
I       Since  thou  when  foes  opprefs, 
My  rock  ana  fortrefs  art, 
To  guide  me  forth  from  this  difcrefsj 
Thy  wonted  heto  impart. 


PS  A  L  M    XXXL 

a      Peleafe  me  from  the  fnare  ^ 
'T     Which  they  have  ckfely  laid  ;. 
Since  I,  O  God  my  ftrength,  repair 

To  thee  alone  fcr  ain. 
r     To  thee,  the  God  of  truth, 
My  fife,  and  all  that's  mine, 
(For  thou  prerenal  me  from  my  youth  .^ 
I  willingly  refign. 
6     All  vain  defigns  I  hate, 
Of  thofe  that'truft  in  lies  : 
And  ftill  mv  foul  in  ey'ry  ftate, 
To  God  for  tuecour  vile-. 

P  A  R  T    II. 

7  Thofs  mercies  thou  haft  mown, 
I'll  cheerfully  exprefs  : 

For  thou  haft  feeu  my  (traits,  and  know*, 
My  foul  in  deep  diftrefs. 

8  When  Keilah's  treach'reus  race 
Did  all  my  ftrength  inclcfb. 

Thou  gav'ft  my  feet  a  larger  fpace> 
To  fhun  my  watchful  foes. 

9  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  difpla'v, 
And  hear  myjiift  complaint  ; 

For  both  my  foul  and  fiefh  dccAyf 

With  grief  and  hunger  feint. 
jo  Sad  thoughts  my  life  opprefs  ; 
My  years  are  fpent  in  groans  ; 
My  fins  have  made  my  ftrengih  ctecrea/c, 

And  ev'n  cenfum'd  my  b1 
1 1   My  fees  my  full  'rings  mock'd  ; 

My  neighbours  did  upbraid  : 
My  friends  a:  fight  of  me,  were  fr.ock'd, 
And  fled  as  men  d^jmay'd. 


PSALM    Mi 
1 2     Forfook  by  all  am  I, 

As  dead  and  out  of  mind  ; 
And,  like  a  fhatter'd  veffel  lie, 
Whofe  parts  can  ne'er  be  jothM. 
15     Yet  flafid'rous  words  the)-  ipeak., 
And  feem  my  pow't  to  dread  : 
\7irSft  the)- together  eounfel  take, 
My  guiltlefs  blood  to  (bed. 
if     Sut  ftfll  my  fedfrfc  trujt, 
I  oh  thy  help  repofe  : 
That  thcfe,  my  God,  art  good  and  juff) 
My  foul  with  comfort  knows. 
PART     III, 
1  c     Whatever  events  betide, 


Thy  wifdom  times  them  Al : 

Then,  Lord,  thy  fervant  fafely  hide 

From  thofe  that  feek  his  fall. 

16  The  brightness  of  thy  face, 
Tome,  O  Lord,  difclofe  ; 

And  as  thy  mercies  flill  increafe, 
Preferve  me  from  my  foes. 

17  Me  from  dilhonour  fave, 
Who  itill  have  cail'd  on  thee ; 

Let  that,  and  filence  in  the  grave? 
The  fmner's  portion  be. 

1 8  Do  thou  their  tongues  rellrain  ; 
Whofe  breath  in  lies  is  fpent  ; 

Who  falfe  reports  with  proud  difdaiiy. 
Againil  the  righteous  vent. 

19  How  great  thy  mercies  are 
To  fuch  as  fear  thy  name  ; 

Which  thou,  for  thofe  that  trull  thy  care* 
Boil  to  the  world  proclaiiil  ! 


52  P  S  A  L  M    XXXII. 

20  Thou  keep'ft  them  in  thy  fight, 
From  proud  oppreffors  free  ; 

From  tongues  that  do  in  ft  rife  delight, 
They  are  preferv'd  by  thee. 

21  With  glory  and  renown 
God's  name  be  ever  biefs'd  ; 

Whofe  love  in  Keilah's  wdl  fenc'd  town 
Was  wond'rouily  expref/d. 

22  I  faid,  in  hafty  flight, 

"  I'm  baniih'd  from  thine  eyes  •" 
Yet  ftill  thou  keep'it  me  in  thy  fight, 
And  hear'ft  my  earneft  cries. 

23  O  !  all  ye  faints,  the  Lord 
With  eager  love  purfue  ; 

Who  to  the  juft  will  help  ACord, 
And  give  the  proud  theii  due, 

24  Ye  that  on  God  rely, 
Courageoufly  proceed  : 

For  he  will  yet  your  hearts  fupply 
With  itrength,  in  time  of  need. 

f>felm  XXXU.     Low  metre. 

1  XJTS's  bleu,  whofe  fins  have  pardon  gain'd, 
JL  J-     No  mere  in  judgment  to  appear  j 

2  Whole  guilt  remilfion  has  obrair/d, 

And  whofe  repentance  is  fmeere. 

3  Whiie  I  conceals  the  fretting  fore, 

My  bones  confum'd  without  r:Uef ; 
All  day  did  I  with  anguim  roar  ; 

But  no  complaints  aiiuag'd  my  grief; 

4  Heavy  on  me  thy  hand  remained, 

By  day  and  night  alike  diiircfs'd  - 
'Till  quite  of  vital  moiiture  drainVI, 

Like  land  with  fummer's  drought  opprefs'd. 


P  S  A  I  M    XXXIII.  53 

5  No  fconer  I  my  wound  difclcs'd, 

The  guilt  that  tortur'd  me  within, 
But  thjr  fofgivenefs  interpos'd, 

And  mere)  -s  healing  balm  pour'd  in. 

6  True  penitents  mall  thus  fucceed, 

Whofeek  thee  while  rhou  may 'ft  be  found, 
And  from  the  common  deluge  free'd, 
Shall  fee  remorfelefs  fifmers  drown'd. 

7  Thy  favour,  Lord,  in  all  diftref", 

My  tow'r  of  refuge  I  muft  own  : 
Thou  {halt  my  haughty  foes  fupprefs, 
And  me  with  fongs  of  triumph  crown. 
S  In  my  instruction  then  confide, 

You  that  would  truth's  fafe  path  defcry  j 
Your  progrefs  I'll  fecurely  guide, 
And  keep  you  in  my  watchful  eye. 
9  Submit  yourfelves  to  wifdom's  rule, 
Like  men  that  reafon  have  attain'd  ; 
Not  like  th'  ungovern'd  horfe  and  mule, 
Whofe  fury  muft  be  curb'd  and  rein'd, 
io  Sorrows,  on  farrows  multiply'd, 

The  harden'd  firmer  (hall  confound  : 
But  them  who  in  his  truth  confide, 
Bleffings  of  mercy  mall  furround. 
ii  His  faints,  that  hare  perform'd  his  laws-, 
Their  life  in  triumphs  mall  employ  : 
Let  them  (as  they  alone  have  caufe) 
In  grateful  raptures  fhout  for  joy. 

JpMflt  XXXIii.  Common  metre, 

i    T    ET  all  the  jufr  to  God  with  joy 

JL  J  Their  cheerful  voices  raife  ; 

For  well  the  righteous  it  becomes 

To  fug  glad  fongs  of  p  raife, 

E  3 


54.  P  S  A  L  M    XXXIII. 

2,  3  Let  harps  and  pfalteries,  and  lutes, 
In  joyful  concert  meet  ; 
And  new  made  fongs  of  loud  applaufb 
The  harmony  complete. 
4,  5  For  faithful  is  the  word  of  God  : 
His  works  with  truth  abound  : 
He  juftice  loves  ;  and  all  the  earth 
Is  with  Ills  goodnefs  crown'ti, 
6  By  his  almighty  word,  at  £rft, 

Heaven's  glorious  arch  was  reard  ; 
And  aH  the  beauteous  hoils  of  light, 
At  his  command  appear'd, 
7  The  fwelling  flodds  together  rool'd, 
He  makes  in  heaps  to  lie  ; 
And  lays,  as  in  a  feorehoufe  fafe, 
The  war'ry  treafures  by. 
8,  9  Let  earth  and  ail  that  dwell  therein. 
Before  him  trem:  ling  Hand  : 
For,  when  he  fpake  the  word,  'twas  made  ; 
'Twas  iix'd  at  his  command. 

10  He,  when  the  heathen  ciofely  plot, 

Their  counfds  undermines  : 
Kis  wifdorn  inenvclual  makes 
The  people's  rafii  deiign.s. 

1 1  What'er  the  mighty  Lord  decree?, 

Shall  £and  forever  fure  ; 
The  fettled  purpofe  of  his  heart 
To  ages  fhall  endure. 

PART     II. 
li  How  happy  then  are  they,  to  whom 
The  Lord  for  Gcd  is  known  ! 
Whom  he,  from  all  the  world  befides, 
Has  chofen  for  his  own. 


F  S  A  L  M    XXXIV,  S5 

sj*  ri.,  15.  He  ail  the  nations  of  the  earth, 
From  hea""rn,  his  throne*  fur^ey'd  : 
He  few  their  works,  and  view' J  their  tho'ts* 
By  him  their  hearts  were  made. 
i"S,  17  No  king  is  fkfe  by  numerous  hofts  ; 
Their  ftrength  the  ftrong  deceives  ; 
No  rnanag'd  horfe,  by  force  or  fpeed, 
His  waxlike  rider  raves. 
aS,  19  JTis  God,  who  thole  that  trail  in  him, 
Beholds  with  gracious  eyes  : 
He  frees  their  foul  from  death  ;  their  want, 
la  time  of  dearth,  {applies. 
20,  21   Oar  foul  on  God  with  patience  waits  : 
Oor  help  and  fnitid  is  he  ; 
Then,  Lord,  let  it  ill  our  hearts  rejoice^ 
Becaule  we  trn.il  in  thee. 
22  The  ri:  hcs  of  thy  mercy,  Lord, 
D  ;  thou  to  us  extend  ; 
Smce  we,  for  all  we  want  or  wiih, 
On  livcQ  alone  depend, 

piBTnS  a  XXIV.    Common  metre. 

HROf  all  the  ch^ging  (cenes  cf  life* 
In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praife  of  my  God  mail  frill 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ, 
2  Of  his  deliv'rance  I  will  boait, 
_  'Till  all  that  are  diftrefs'd, 
Frprss  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  refh 
3.  O  I  mr.gnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me  exalt  his  name  : 
4  When  in  difxrefs  to  him  I  calf  d* 
He  to  my  refcue  came* 


56  PSALM    XXXIV. 

5  Their  drooping  hearts  were  foon  refrefh'd 

Who  look'd  to  him  for  aid  : 
Defir'd  fuccefs  in  every  face 
A  cheerful  air  difplay'd  : 

6  "  Behold  (fay  they)  behold  the  man, 

"  Whom  Providence  reliev'd  ■ 
*  So  dang'rorflv  with  woes  beier, 
"  So  wond'roi-ily  retrieved  !" 

7  The  hofts  of  God  encamp  arcuiid 

The  dwellings  of  the  juft  ; 
Deliv'rance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  on  his  iuccour  trull. 

S  O  !  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 
Experience  will  decide 
How  bleft  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 
9  Fear  him,  ye  faints,  and  ycu  will  then, 
Have  nothing  elfe  to  fear  : 
Make  you  his  fervice  your  delight  ; 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 

io  While  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey. 

The  Lord  will  food  provide 

For  fuch  as  put  their  truft  in  him, 

And  fee  their  needs  fupply'd. 

PART     II. 

1 1  Approach  ye  pioufly  difpos'J, 

And  my  inftru&ion  hear  ; 
I'll  teach  you  the  true  difcipiine 
Of  his  religious  fear. 

12  Let  him  who  length  of  life  defires-, 

And  profp'rous  days  would  fee, 

13  From  fland'ring  language  keep  his  tongue 

His  lips  from  falfehocd  tree. 


P  S  J  L  M    XXXV.  5j 

54  The  crooked  paths  of  vice  declines 
And  virtue's  way  purfue'  ; 
Eftahlifh  peace  where  'tis  begun, 
And  where  'tis  loft,,  renew. 

15  The  Lord  from  heav'h  beholds  the  jults 

With  favourable  eyes  ; 
And  when  diilrefs'd,  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  their  cries  ; 

16  But  turns  his  wrathful  look  on  thofe* 

Whom  mercy  can't  reclaim, 
To  cut  jthem  off,  and  from  the  earth 
Blot  out  their  hated  name. 

17  Deliv'rance  to  his  faints  he  givesj, 

'When  his  relief  they  crave  ; 

1 8  He's  nigh  to  heal  the  broken  heart* 

And  contrite  fpirit  fave. 

19  The  wicked  oft,  but  itili  in  vain, 

Againft  the  juft  cor.fnire  : 

20  td$i  under  their  affliction's  weight, 

He  keeps  their  bones  entire. 

2  j  The  wicked,  from  their  wicked  arts? 

Their  ruin  mall  derive  | 

Whilft  righteous  men  whom  they  deteira 

Shall  them  and  theirs,  fur/ive. 

iz  For  God  preserves  the  fouls  of  tho£e? 

Who  on  his  truth  depend  ; 

To  them  and  their  pofterity, 

His  bkiimos  mall  defcsnd, 
L- £ ~ . . 

jPMftl  XXXV.    Common  metre-. 

%     A    GAINST  ail  thole  that  frrive  with  me, 
1  JL     O  Lord,  aflert  my  right  5 
With  fuch  as  war  unjaftly  wage, 
Bo  thou  my  battles  fight. 


5$  PSALM    XXXV. 

2  Thy  buckler  take,  and  bind  thy  fhield 

Upon  thy  warlike  arm  : 
Stand  up,  my  God,  in  my  defence ; 
And  keep  me  fafe  from  harm* 

3  Bang  forth  thy  fpear,  and  flop  their  courfc 

That  hafte  my  blood  to  i 
Sav  to  my  foul,  "  I  am  thy  heallh, 

"And' will  preferve  thee  lUll," 
4.  Let  them  with  mame  he  coverd  o'er, 

Who  my  derrruftioh  fought  : 
And  fuch  as  did  my  harm  devife, 

Be  to  confufion  brought. 

^  Then  mail  they  fly  difrers'd  like  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind  ; 
God's  vengeful  miniiters  of  wrath 
Shall  follow  clofe  behind. 

6  An -\  when  through  dark  and  flipp'ry  ways 

They  firive  his  rage  to  fhun. 

His  vengeful  miniiters  of  wrath 

Shall  goad  them  as  they  run. 

7  Since,  unprovok'd  by  any  wrong, 

They  hid  their  rreach'rous  marc  5 
And  for  my  harmlefs  foul  a  pit, 
Did  without  cauie  prepare  : 
<B  Surpris'd  by  mifehiefs  unferfeer, 
Bv  their  own  arts  betray  V, 
Their  feet  mail  fall  into  the  #ef, 
Which  they  for  me  have  laid. 

9  Whilft  my  glad  foul  (hall  God's  great  name 
For  this  dellv'rance  blefs  ; 
And,  by  his  favmg  health  fecur'd, 
Its  grateful  joy  exprefsi, 


P  S  A  L  M   XXXV.  59 

c  My  very  bones  fhall  fay,  9  O  Lord, 
"  Who  can  compare  with  thee  ? 
"  Who  fett'ft  the  poor  and  heblefs  man 
'•  From  flrong  opprefbrs  free." 

PART    II. 
i   Falfe  witneffes,  with  forg'd  complaints^ 

Againil  my  truth  combined  ; 
And  to  m)  charge  fuch  things  they  laid, 

As  Ihad  ne'er  deilgn'd. 
ii  The  good  which  I  to  them  had  done5 

With  evil  they  repaid  ; 
And  did  by  malice^  undeferv5d 

My  harinlefs  life  invade. 

13  But  as  for  me,  when  they  were  fickj 

I  lHH  in  fickcloth  mourn'd  ; 
1     I  pray'd  and  faded,  and  my  prayer 

To  my  own  bread  return'd. 
j 4  Had  'they  my  friends  or  brethren  been3 

I  could  have  done  no  more  ; 
Nor  with  more  decent  figns  of  grief 

A  mother's  lofs  deplore. 

15  How  diff'rent  did  their  carriage  prove, 

In  times  of  my  diitrefs  ; 
When  they,  in  crouds  together  met, 

Did  lavage  joy  exprefs. 
The  rabble  too,  in  num'rous  throngs, 

By  their  exam  pie,  came  ; 
And  cessM  not  with  reviling  words, 

To  wound  my  fpotlef4  fame. 
[6  Scoffers  that  noble  tables  haunt, 

And  earn  their  bread  with  lies, 
Did  enafh'  their  teeth,  and  fland'rous  jeils 

Malicioufiy  devife. 


6o  PSALM    XXXV. 

1 7  But,  Lord,  how  1  mg  wilt  thou  look  en  ? 

On  my  behalf  appear  ; 
And   ave  my  guiltlefs  foul,  which  they 
Like  raV'hing  beafls  would  tear. 

PART    III. 

1 8  So  I,  before  the  liftning  world, 

Shall  grateful  thanks  exprefs  ; 
And  where  the  great  aiTembly  meets 
.Thy  name  with  pr.nfes  bkfs. 

19  Lor  1,  fuffer  not  my  caufeleis  foes, 

Who  me  unj airly  hate, 
With  open  joy,  or  fecret  (igns, 

To  mock  my  fad  eUate. 
2Q  For  they,  with  hear  s  averfe  to  peace, 

Induftfioufly  devife, 
Againft  the  mea  of  quiet  minds, 

To  forge  malicious  lies. 

21  Nor  with  thefe  private  arts  content, 

Aloud  they  vent  their  fpite, 
Ana  fay,  •«  At  lait  we've  found  him  out  ; 
"  He  did  it  in  our  fight." 

22  But  thou  who  doft  both  them  and  me 

With  righteous  eye  furvey, 
Affert  my  innocence,  O  Lord, 
And  keep  not  far  away. 

23  Stir  up  thyfelf  in  my  behalf, 

To  judgment,  Lord,  awake  : 
Thy  righteous  fervant's  caufe,  O  God, 
To  thy  decifion  take. 

24  Lord  as  my  heart  has  upright  been, 

Let  me  thy  juftice  find  ; 
Nor  let  my  cruel  foes  obtain 
The  triumph  they  de%ivd, 


PSALM    XXXVI.  61 

i$  O  I  let  them  not  amongft  themfelves, 

In  boarHn^  language  fay, 
«*  At  length  our  wifnes  are  complete  ; 

At  laft  he's  made  our  prey." 
26  Let  fuch  as  in  my  harm  rejoic'd, 
.   For  fhame  their  faces  hide  ; 
And  foul  difhonour  wait  on  thofe 
That  proudly  me  defy'd. 
2  7  Whiift  they  with  cheerful  voices  (hour. 
Who  my  juft  caufe  befriend  ; 
And  blefs  the  Lord,  who  loves  to  make 
Succefs  his  faints  attend. 
28  So  mall  my  tongue  thy  judgments  lings 
Infpir'd  with  grateful  joy  ; 
And  cheerful  hymns,  in  praife  of  thee 
Shall  all  my  days  employ. 

Jj?Mm  XXXVI.    Long  metreT 

1  TV  /T  Y  crafty  foe,  with  flatt'ring  art, 
1VX.     Kis  wicked  purpofe  would  difguife, 
Bat  reafon  whifpers  to  my  heart, 

"  No  fear  of  God  before  his  eyes.'* 

2  He  fooths  himfelf,  retir'd  from  light  ; 

Secure  he  thinks  his  treacherous  game  ; 
"Till  his  dark  plots  expos'd  to  light, 
Their  falfe  contriver  brand  with  fhame. 

3  In  deeds  he  is  my  foe  confefs'd, 

Whiift  with  his  tongue  he  fpeaks  mc  fair  ; 
True  wifdom's  baniih'd  from  his  bread:  5 
And  vice  has  foie  dominion  there. 
4.  His  wakeful  malice  fpends  the  night 
In  forging  his  accurs'd  defigns  ; 
His  obfiiivate,  ungen'ious  fpite 
No  execrable  means  declines, 
F 


6z  PSALM    XXXVII. 

5  But,  Lord,  thy  mercy  my  fure  hope, 

The  higheft  orb  of  heav'n  tranfcends  5 
Thy  facred  truth's  unmeafur'd  fcope 
Beyond  the  fpreading  Ikies  extends, 

6  Thy  juftice  like  the  hills  remains  ; 

Unfathom'd  depths  thy  judgments  are  ; 
Thy  providence  the  world  fuftains ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

7  Since  of  thy  goodnefs  all  parrake, 

With  what  iffurance  mould  the  juft 

Thy  ihelr'ring  wings  their  refuge  makes 

And  faints  to  thy  protection  truft  ! 

8  Such  guefts  fliall  to  thy  courts  be  leds 

To  Uanquet  on  thy  love's  repaft  : 
And  drink  as  from  a  fountain  head, 
Of  joys  that  fhall  iorever  lait. 

9  With  thee  the  fprings  of  life  remain  ; 

Thy  prefence  is  eternal  day  : 

10  O  !  Let  thy  faints  thy  favour  gain. 

To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  difplay. 

1 1  Whilft  pride's  infulting  foot  would  fpurns 

And  wicked  hands  my  life  furprife  ; 

12  Their  mifchiefs  on  themfehes  return; 

Down,  down  they're  fall'n  no  more  to  rife. 

Jj3falm.  XXXVII.  Pari kukt metre. 

.1    r  FHO'  wicked  men  grow  rich  or  great, 
A       Yet  let  not  their  fu  :cef>ful  ftate 
Thy  anger,  or  thy  envy  raife  ; 
2   For  they,  cut  down,  like  tender  grafs, 
Or  like  young  llow'rs,  away  lliall  pafs, 
Whole  blooming  beauty  foon  decays. 


PSALM    XXXVIL  6$ 

3  Depend  on  God,  and  him  obey  ; 
So  thou  within  the  land  lhalt  ftay, 

Secure  from  danger  and  from  want  * 

4  Make  his  commands  thy  chief  delight;, 
And  he,  thy  duty  to  reqnite, 

Shall  all  thy  earneft  wifhes  grant. 

5  In  all  thy  ways  truft  thou  the  Lord, 
And  he  will  needful  help  afford, 

To  perfect  ev'ry  juft  defign  ; 

6  He'll  make,  like  light  ferene  and  clear. 
Thy  clouded  innocence  appear, 

And  as  a  midday  fun  to  fhine. 

7  With  quiet  mind  on  God  depend, 
And  patiently  for  him  attend, 

Nor  let  thy  anger  fondly  rife, 
Though  wicked  men  with  wealth  abound.? 
And  with  fuccefs  their  plots  are  crown'd. 

Which  they  maliciouily  devife. 

8  From  anger  ceafe,  and  wrath  forfake  % 
Let  no  ungovern'd  paffion  make 

Thy  wav'ring  he.irt  efpoufe  their  crimen 

9  For  God  fhall  fmful  men  deftroy  ; 
Whilit  only  they  the  land  enjoy, 

Who  truft  in  him  and  wait  his  time. 
io  How  foon  fhall  wicked  men  decay  ; 
Their  place  fhall  vanim.  quite  away, 
Nor  by  the  ftri&eft  fearch  be  found  ; 
U  Whilft  humble  fouls  poffefs  the  earth, 
Rejoicing  ftill  with  godly  mirth, 

With  peace  and  plenty  always  crown'd, 
PART    II. 
!2  While  fmfa  crowds,  with  falfe  defigti, 
Againft  the  righteous  few  combinej 
F  a 


64-  PSALM    XXXVII. 

Andgnafti  their  teeth,  and  threatening  ftand  j 

1 3  God  (hall  their  empty  plots  deride, 
And  laugh  at  their  defeated  pride  : 

He  fees  their  ruin  near  at  hand. 

14  They  draw  the  fword,  and  bend  the  bow, 
The  poor  and  needy  to  o'erthrow, 

And  men  of  upright  lives  to  flay  : 

1 5  But  their  ftrong  bows  mall   foon  be  broke  ; 
Their  fharpen'd  weapons'  mortal  ftroke 

Thro'  their  own  hearts  fnall  force  its  way« 

16  A  little,  with  God's  favour  bleft, 
That's  by  one  righteous  man  poffefs'd, 

The  wealth  of  many  bad  excels  : 
1  7  For  God  fupports  the  juft  man's   caufe  ; 
But  as  fir  thofe  -that  break  his  laws, 
Their  unfuccefsful  pow'rhe  quells. 

1 8  His  conftant  care  the  upright  guides j 
And  over  all  their  life   prefides ; 

Their  portion  mall  forever  laft  : 

19  They,  when  diltrefs  overwhelms  the  earth* 
Shall  be  unmov'd,  and  ev'nin  dearth 

The  happy  fruits  of  plenty  tafte. 

20  Not  fo  the  wicked  men,  and  thofe 
Who  proudly  dare  God's  will  eppofe  : 

Destruction  is  their  haplefs  mare  : 
Like  fat  of  lambs  their  hopes   and  they, 
Shall  in  an  inftant  melt  away, 

And  vanilh  into  fmoke  and  air. 

PART    III. 

2 1  While  finners  brought  to  fad  decay, 
Still  borrow  on  and  never  pay, 

The  juft  have  will  and  pow'r  to  gii 


PSALM    XXXVlt  Sr 

it  For  fuch  as  God  vouchfafes  to  blefs, 
Shall  peaceably  the  earth  poffefs, 
And  thofe  he  curfes  mall  not  live. 

23  The  good  man's  way  is  God's  delight, 
He  orders  all  the  fteps  aright, 

Of  him  that  moves  by  his  command  i 

24  Though  he  fometimes  may  be  diflrefs'dp 
Yet  mall  he  ne'er  be  quite  opprefs'd, 

For  God  upholds  him  with  his  hand, 

25  From  my  firft  youth,  till  age  prevail'd, 
I  never  faw  the  righteous  faii'd 

Or  want  O'ertake  his  num'rous  race  j 

26  Becaufe  ccmpaflion  fill'd  his  heart, 
And  he  did  cheerfully  impart, 

God  made  his  offspring's  wealth  increafe0 

27  With  caution  ftiun  each  wicked  deed, 
In  virtue's  ways  with  zeal  proceed, 

And  fo  prolong  your  happy  days  : 

28  For  God,  who  judgment  loves,  does  ftill 
Preferve  his  faints  fecure  from  ill, 

While  foon  the  wicked  race  decays. 

29>  3^>  31  The  upright  mail  poffefs  the  land, 
His  portion  mail  for  ages  ft  and  ; 

His  mouth  with  wifdom  is  fupply'd, 
His  tongue  by  rules  of  judgment  moves, 
His  heart  the  law  of  God  approves  j 
Therefore  his  footfteps  never  flide. 

PART    IV. 

32  In  wait  the  watchful  firmer  lies. 
In  vain  the  righteous  to  furprife3 
In  vain  his  ruin  does  decree  = 
F  a 


66         P-S  A  L   M    XXXVIIL 

33  God  will  not  him  defencelefs  leave 
To  his  revenge  expos'd,  but  fave, 

And  when  he's  fentene'd,  fet  him  free. 

34  Wait  ftill  on  God  ;  keep  his  command, 
And  thou,  exalted  in  the  land, 

Thy  bleft  pofTefiion  ne'er  (hall  quit  ; 
The  wicked  foon  deftroy'd  fh.tll  be, 
And  at  his  difmal  tn.gedy 

Thou  (halt  a  tafe  fpe<ftator  fit. 
3$  The  wicked  I  in  pow'r  have  feen, 
And  like  a  bay  tree  frem  and  green, 

That  fpreads  its  pleafant  branches  round  ; 

36  But  he  was  gone  as  fwift  as  thought, 
And  though  in  ev'ry  place  I  fought. 

No  fign  or  track  of  him  I  found. 

37  Obferve  the  perfeel  man  with  care, 
And  mark  all  fuch  as  upright  are  ; 

Their  rougheft  days  in  peace  (hail  end  : 

38  While  on  the  latter  end  of  thofe, 
Who  dare  God's  facred  will  oppofe, 

A  common  ruin  {hull  attend. 

39  God  to  the  juft  will  aid  aff.:rd  : 
Their  only  fafeguard  is  the  Lord  ; 

Their  ftrength  in  time  of  need,  is  he  : 

40  Becaufe  on  him  they  ftill  depend, 
The  Lord  will  timely  fucccur  fend, 

And  from  the  wicked  fet  them  free. 

Jpfelm  XXXVIII.   Common  metre. 

1   r  I  *  H  Y  chafVning  wrath,  O  Lord,  refcrain, 
A       Tho'  I  deferve  it  all  ; 
Nor  let  at  once  on  me  the  ilorm 
Of  thy  difpleafure  fall. 


P  S  A  L  M  XXXVHL  67 

2  In  ev'ry  wretched  part  of  me 

Thy  arrows  deep  remain  ; 
Thy  heavy  hand's  afflicting  weight 
I  can  no  more  fuftain. 

3  My  flefti  is  one  continu'd  wound, 

Thy  wrath  fo  fiercely  glows  ; 
Betwixt  my  punifhment  and  guilt, 
My  bones  have  no  repofe. 

4  My  fins  which  to  a  deluge  fwell, 

My  finking  head  o'erflow  ; 
And,  for  my  feeble  ftrength  to  bear, 
Too  vaft  a  burden  grow. 
£  Stench  and  corruption  fill  my  wounds, 
My  folly's  juft  return  : 

6  With  trouble  I  am  warp'd  and  bow'd, 

And  all  day  long  I  mourn. 

7  A  loath'd  difeafe  affli&s  my  loins, 

Infecting  ev'ry  part ; 

8  With  ficknefs  worn,  I  groan  and  roar, 
Through  anguim  of  ray  heart. 

PART    II. 

9  But,  Lord,  before  thy  fearching  eyes 

All  my  delires  appear 
And,  fure,  my   groaas  have  been  too  loud, 
Not  to  have  reach'd  thine  ear. 

10  My  heart's  opprefs'd,  my  ftrength  decay'd, 

My  eyes  depriv'd  of  light : 

11  Friends,  lovers,  kindfmen,  gaze  aloof 

On  fuch  a  diimal  fight, 

12  Mean  while,  the  foes  that  feek  my  life, 

Their  fnares  to  take  me  fet  ; 
Vent  flanders,  and  contrive  all  day 
To  forge  fome  new  deceit, 


68  PSALM    XXXIX. 

13  But  I,  as  if  both  deaf  and  dumb, 

Nor  heard,  nor  once  replv'd  ; 

14  Qure  deaf  and  dumb,  like  one  whofe  tongue 

With  confeious  guilt  is  ty'd. 

15  For,  Lord,  to  thee  I  do  appeal, 

My  innocence  to  clear  ; 
Affur'd  that  thou  the  righteous  God, 
My  injured  caufe  will  hear. 

16  "  Hear  me,"  faid  I,  "  left  my  proud  foes 

"  A  fpiteful  joy  difplay  ; 

"  Infulting  if  they  fee  my  foot 

u  But  once  to  go  aftray." 

17  And  with  continu'd  grief  opprefs'd, 

To  fink  I  now  begin, 

18  To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  will  confefs, 

To  thee  bewail  my  fin. 

19  But  whillt  I  languim,  my  proud  foes 

Their  ftrength  and  vigour  boait ; 
And  they  who  hate  me  without  caufe* 
Are  grown  a  dreadful  hoft. 

20  Ev'n  they  whom  I  oblig'd,  return 

My  kindnefs  with  defpite  ; 
And  are  my  enemies,  becaufe 
I  choofe  the  path  that's  right. 

21  Forfake  not  me,  O  Lord  my  God, 

Nor  far  from  me  uepart  ; 
2  2  Make  hafte  to  my  relief,  O  thou 
Who  my  falvation  art. 

JPfalm  XXXIX.    Common  metre. 

1    ~\y  ESC  LVD  to  watch  o'er  all  my  ways* 
XV     I  kept  my  tongue  in  awe  j 

I  curb'd  my  hafty  words,  when  I 
The  profp'rous  wicked  law. 


PSALM    XXXIX.  69 

2  Like  one  that's  dumb,  I  filent  itood, 

And  did  my  tongue  refrain 
From  good  difcourfe  ;  but  that  reftraint 
Increased  my  inward  pain. 

3  My  heart  did  glow,  which  working  thoughts 

Did  hot  and  reftlefs  make  ; 
And  warm  reflections  fann'd  the  fire, 
'Till  thus  at  length  I  fpake  : 

4  «  Lord,  let  me  know  my  term  of  days, 

"  How  foon  my  life  will  end  : 
"  The  num'rous  train  of  ills  difclofe, 
"Which  this  frail  ftate  attend." 

5  My  life,  thou  know'ft,  is  but  a  fpan  | 

A  cypher  fums  my  years  ; 
And  ev'ry  man,  inbeft  eftate, 
But  vanity  appears. 

6  Man,  like  a  fhaduw,  vainly  walk?, 

With  fruitlefs  cares  opprefs'd  : 
He  heaps  up  wealth,  but  cannot  tell 
By  whom  'twill  be  puffefs'd. 

7  Why  then  mould  I  on  worthlefs  toys, 

With  anxious  care  attend  ? 
On  thee  alone  my  ftedfaft  hope 
Shall  ever,  Lord,  depend. 
$,9  Forgive  my  fins  ;  nor  let  me  fcorn'd 
By  foolifh  finners  be  ; 
For  I  was  dumb,  and  murmur  >d  not, 
Becaufe  'twas  done  by  thee. 

10  The  dreadful  burden  of  thy  wrath 
In  mercy  foon  remove  ; 
Left  ni)  frail  flefh  too  weak  to  bear 
The  heavy  load  mould  prove. 


70  PSALM    XL. 

1 1   For  when  thou  chaft'neft  man  for  fin, 
Thou  mak'lt  his  beauty  fade 
(So  vain  a  thing  is  he  !)  like  cloth 
By  fretting  moths  decay'd. 
j  2  Lord,  hear  my  cry,  accept  my  tears, 
And  liften  to  my  prayer, 
Who  fojourn  like  a  ft  ranger  here, 
As  all  my  fathers  were. 
13  O  !  fpare  me  yet  a  little  time  ; 
My  wafted  ftrength  reftore, 
Before  I  vanifh  quite  from  hence, 
And  fhall  be  feen  no  more. 

Pfalm  XL.    'Long  metre. 

1  T  WAIT  -  D  meekly  for  the  Lord, 
JL     'Till  he  vouchfaf  'd  a  kind  reply  ,* 
Who  did  his  gracious  ear  afford, 

And  heard  from  he'av'n  my  humble  cry. 

2  He  rook  me  from  the  difmal  pit, 

When  founder'd  deep  in  miry  clay  ; 
On  folid  ground  he  plac'd  my  feet, 
And  fuffer'd  not  my  fteps  to  ftray. 

3  The  wonders  he  for  me  has  wrought, 

Shall  fill  my  mouth  with  fongs  of  praife  | 
And  others,  to  his  worfhip  brought, 
To  hopes  of  like  deliv'rance  raife. 

4  For  bleflings  fhall  that  man  reward, 

Who  on  th'  almighty  Lord  relies  ; 

Who  treats  the  proud  with  difregard, 

And  hates  the  hypocrite's  difguife. 

5  Who  can  the  wond'rous  works  recount, 

Which  thou,  O  God,  f  r  us  haft  wrought 
The  rreafures  of  thy  love  furmount 

The  pow'r  of  numbers,  fpeech  and  tho't* 


P  S  A  L  M    XL.  | 

6  I've  learn'd  that  thou  hafle  not  defir'd, 

Off' rings  and  facrifice  alone  ; 
Nor  blood  of  guiltlefs  hearts  requir'd, 
For  man's  tranfgrefllon  to  atone. 

7  I  therefore  come come  to  fulfil 

The  oracles  thy  books  impart  : 

8  "Tis  my  delight  to  do  thy  will ; 
Thy  law  is  written  in  my  heart. 

PAR  T'  II. 
€,  In  full  afTemblies  I  have  told 

Thy  truth  and  righteoufnefs  at  large  : 
Nor  did,  thou  knowMtj  my  lips  withhold 
From  uttering  what  thou  gav'"ft,  in  charge. 

10  Nor  kept  within  my  breaft  confin'd, 

Thy  faithfulnefs  and  faving  grace  ; 
But  preach'd  thy  love  for  all  defign'd, 
That  all  might  that  and  truth  embrace* 

1 1  Then  let  thofe  mercies  I  declar'd 

To  others,  Lord,  extend  to  me  i 
Thy  loving  kindnefs  my  reward, 

Thy  truth  my  fure  protection  be, 
\z  For  I  with  troubles  am  diitrefs'd, 

Too  vail  and  niKnberlefs  to  bear  : 
Norlefe  with  loads  of  guilt  oppiefs'd, 

That  plunge  and  fink  me  to  defpair. 
As  foon,  alas  i  I  may  recount 

The  hairs  on  this  afuicted  head  ; 
My  vanquiuYd  courage  they  furmount, 

And  fill  my  drooping  foul  with  dread. 

PART     III. 

ij  But,  Lord,  to  my  relief  -draw  near  ; 
For  never  was  more  prefUng  need  : 
In  my  deliv'rahce,  Lord,  appear, 
And  add  to  that  deliv 'ranee  fpeed* 


72  PSALM    XLI. 

14  ConfuCon  on  their  heads  return, 

Who  to  deftroy  my  foul  combine  5 
Let  them  defeated,  blufh  and  mourn, 
Enfnar'd  in  their  own  vile  defi  gn. 

15  Their  doom  let  defolation  be, 

With  fname  their  malice  be  repaid, 
Who  mock'd  my  confidence  in  thee, 
And  fport  of  my  affliction  made. 

16  While  thofe  who  humbly  feek  thy  face, 

To  joyful  triumphs  fliall  be  rais'd  ; 
And  all  who  prize  thy  faving  grace, 
With  me  refound — the  Lord  be  prais'd. 

17  Thus,  wretched  though  I  am,  and  poor, 

Of  me  th'  almighty  Lord  takes  care  : 
Thou,  God,  who  only  can'ft  reftore, 
To  my  relief  with  fpeed  repair. 

Ji?feItU  XLI.  Common  metre. 

1  TTAPPY  the  man  whofe  tender  care 
JTX     Relieves  the  poor  diftrefs'd  ; 
When  he's  by  troubles  compafs'd  round, 

The  Lord  fhall  give  him  reft. 

2  The  Lord  his  life  with  bleffings  crown'dj, 

In  Mcty  mall  prolong  ; 
And  difappeir.t  the  will  of  thofe, 
Who  feek  to  do  him  wrong, 

3  If  he  in  languishing  eftate, 

Opprefs'd  with  ficknefs  lie  ; 

The  Lord  will  eafy  make  his  bed, 

And  inward  ftrength  fupply. 

4  Secure  of  this,  to  thee,  my  God, 

1  t!  us  my  prayer  addreiVd  ; 
«  lord,  fcr  thy  mercy,  heal  my  foul, 
"  Tho'  I  have  much  tranfgrefs'd»'? 


PSALM    XLL  73 

_j  My  cruel  foes,  with  iland'rous  words 
Attempt  to  wound  my  fame  : 
"  When  ihall  he  die  (fay  they)  and  men 
"  Forget  his  very  name  ?" 
6  Suppofe  they  formal  viilts  make, 
sTis  all  but  empty  (how  : 
They  gather  mifehief  in  their  hearts, 
And  vent  it  where  they  go. 

7,  8  With  private  whifpersj  fuch  as  thefe-, 
To  hurt  me  they  devife  : 
**  A  fore  difeafe  afulcls  him  now  : 
i(  He's  fall'n  no  more  to  rife." 

9  My  own  familiar  bofom  friend, 

On  whom  I  moil  reiy'd, 
Has  me  whofe  daily  gueit  he  was-, 
With  open  fcorndefy'd. 

10  But  thou  my  fad  and  wretched  Hate, 

In  mercy,  Lord,  regard  ; 
And  raife  me  up,  that  all  their  crimes 
May  meet  their  jud  reward. 

11  By  this  I  know,  thy  gracious  ear 

Is  open  when  I  call  ; 
Becaufe  thou  fuf&r'ft  not  my  foes 
To  triumph  in  my  fall. 

1 2  Thy  tender  care  fecures  my  life 

From  danger  and  difgrace  ; 
And  thou  vouchfaf'il  to  let  me  flill 
Before  thy  glorious  face. 

13  L~t  therefore  IfraePs  Lord  and  God 

From  age  to  3ge  be  blefl  ; 
And  all  the  people's  glad  applaufe 
With  loud  amens  exprefs'd, 


74  PSALM    XLII. 

JPfalm  XLII.    Common  metre. 

1  AS  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  ftreams 
jT\.     When  heated  in  the  chace  ; 

So  longs  my  foul,  O  God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreihing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 

My  thirfty  foul  doth  pine  : 
O  !  when  {hall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  majefty  divine  ? 

3  Terirs  are  my  eonftant  food,  while  thus 

Infulting  foes  upbraid  ; 
11  Deluded  wretch  !  where's  now  thy  God  ? 
And  where  his  promis'd  aid  r" 

4  I  figh  whene'er  my  mufing  thoughts 

Thofe  happy  days  prcfent, 
When  I  with  troops  of  pious  friends 

Thy  temple  did  frequent  : 
When  I  advanced  with  fongs  of  praife, 

My  folemn  vows  to  pay  ; 
And  led  the  joyful  facred  throng, 

That  kept  the  feftal  day. 

5  Why  reftiefs,  why  caft  down  my  foul  ?. 

Truft  God,  and  he'll  employ 
His  aid  for  thee,  and  change  thefe  fighs 
To  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

6  My  foul's  caft  down,  O  God  ;  but  thinks 

On  thee  and  Sion,  ftill  ; 
From  Jordani banks,  from  He rmett's heights 

And  MiJJar  s  humbler  hill. 
*]  One  trouble  calls  another  on  ; 

And,  burfting  o'er  my  head, 
Fall  fpouting  down,  'till  round  my  foul, 

A  roaring  fea  is  fpread. 


PSALM    XLIII.  *$ 

S  But  when  thy  prefence,  Lord  of  life. 
Has  once  difpell'd  the  dorm, 
To  thee  Til  midnight  anthems  ling, 
And  all  my  vows  perform. 

9  God  of  my  ftrength,  how  long  mall  Is 

Like  one  forgotten,  mourn, 
Forlorn,  forfaken,  and  exposed. 
To  my  oppreffors  icorn. 

10  My  heart  is  pierc'd  as  with  a  fword, 

Whilft  thus  my  foes  upbraid  ; 
"  Vain  boaiier,  where  is  now  thy  God, 
"  And  where  his  promis'd  aid  ?" 

1 1  Why  reitlefs,  why  call  down  my  foul  ? 

Hope  ftill  ;  and  thou  {halt  fing 
The  praife  of  him  who  is  thy  Gcc^ 
Thy  health's  eternal  fpring. 

JPfalm  XLIII.    Long  metre. 

i     TUST  Judge  of  heav'n,  againft  my  foes 
J      Do  thou  afiert  my  injur'd  right  : 
O  !  (tt  me  free,  my  God,  from  tho fe 
That  in  deceit  and  wrong  delight. 
i  Since  thou  art  ftill  my  only  ftay, 

Why  leav'ft  thou  me  in  deep  diftrefs 
Why  go  I  mourning  all  the  day> 
Whilft  me  infulting  foes  opprefs  ? 
3  Let  me  with  light  and  truth  be  bleft, 
Be  thefe  mv  guides,  and  lead  the  way, 
sTilI  on  thy  holy  hill  I  reit, 
And  in  thy  facred  temple  pray. 
f.  Then  will  I  there  freih  altars  raife 
To  God  who  is  my  only  joy  ; 
And  well  tun'd  harps  with  fongs  of  praife 
Shall  all  my  grateful  hours  employ. 


7S  P  S  A  L  M    XUV. 

e  Why  then  call  down,  my  foul  ?  and  why 

So  much  opprefAi  with  anxious  care  ? 
On  God,  thy  God,  fcr  aid  rely  ; 

Who  will  thy  ruin'd  ftate  repair. 

I^Hatiu  Xt,lV.    Common  'metre. 

LORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  tcld 
In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  perform'd. 
And  el'.ier  times  than  theirs  : 

2  How  thou,  to  plant  them  here,  didft  drive 

The  heathen  from  this  land, 
Dispeopled  by  repeated  ftrokes 
Of  thy  avenging  hand. 

3  For  not  their  courage,  ncr  their  fword, 

To  them  pcfFrffion  gave  ; 
Nor  ftrength,  that  from  unequal  force, 

Their  fainting  troops  could  fave  ; 
But  thy  right  hand,  and  pow'rful  arm, 

Whofe  fuccour  they  implor'd  ; 
Thy  prefence  with  the  chofen  race, 

Who  thy  great  name  ador'd. 

4  As  the-1  their  God  our  fathers  own'd, 

Thou  art  our  fov 'reign  King ; 
O !  therefore,  as  thou  didft  to  them, 
To  us  deli v 'ranee  bring. 

5  Through  thy  victorious  name,  our  arras 

The  prcudeft  foe  mall  a±uell  ; 
And  crufh  them  with  repeated  ftrokes, 
As  oft  as  they  rebel, 

6  I'll  neither  truft  my  how  nor  fword, 

When  I  in  fight  engage  : 

7  Eut  thee  who  haft  our  foes  fuhduMa 

Ana  marn'd  their  fpiteful  rage, 


PSALM  XLIV,  77 

I  To  thee  the  triumph  we  afcribe, 
From  whom  the  conqueft  came  :  . 
In  God  we  will  rejoice  all  day, 
And  ever  blefs  his  name. 
PART     II. 
}  But  thou  haft  call  us  off  ;  and  now 
Moft  fhamefuliy  we  yield  ; 
For  thou  no  more  vouchfaf  'ft  to  lead 
Our  armies  to  the  field. 

10  Since  when,  to  ev'ry  upftart  foe 

We  turn  our  backs  in  fight ; 
And  with  our  fpoii  their  malice  feaft> 
Who  bear  us  ancient  fpite. 

1 1  To  {laughter  doom'd,  we  fall  like  fheep 

Into  their  butchering  hands  j 
Or  (what's  more  wretched  yet)  furvive, 
Difpers'd  thro'  heathen  lands. 

1 2  Thy  people  thou  haft  fold  for  flaves ; 

And  fet  their  price  fo  low, 
That  not  thy  treafure  by  the  fale* 
But  their  difgrace  may  grow  : 
13,  14  Reproach'd  by  all  the  nations  round, 
The  heathen's  byeword  grown  ; 
Whofe  fcorn  of  us  is  both  in  fpeech, 
And  mocking  geftures,  mown. 

15  Confufion  ftrikes  me  blind  ;  my  face 

In  confcious  fhame  I  hide  ; 

16  While  we  are  fcoff'd,  and  God  blafphem'd, 

By  their  licentious  pride. 
PART     III. 

17  On  us  this  heap  of  woes  is  fail'n  | 

All  this  we  have  endur'd  ; 
Yet  have  not,  Lord,  renounc'd  thy  name, 
Or  faith  to  thee  abjur'd  :  - 
G  2 


?1  PSALM    XLV. 

1 8  But  in  thy  righteous  paths  have  kept 

Our  hearts  and  fteps  with  care ; 

19  Tho'  thou  haft  broken  all  our  ftrengrha 

And  we  almoft  defpair. 

20  Could  we,  forgetting  thy  great  name, 

On  other  Gods  rely, 

21  And  not  thefearcher  of  all  hearts 

The  treach'rcus  crime  defcry  ? 

22  Thou  feeft  what  furf  rings  for  thy  fake 

We  ev'ry  day  fuftain  ; 
All  flaughter'd,  or  referv'd  like  fheep 
Appointed  to  be  {lain. 

23  Aw?.ke,  arife  ;  let  feemir.g  fleep 

No  longer  thee  detain  ; 
Nor  let  us,  Lord,  who  fue  to  thee, 
For  ever  fue  in  vain. 

24  O  !  wherefore  hidcf  thou  thy  face 

From  our  sfflicled  ftate, 

25  Whofe  forls  and  bodies  fink  to  earth 

With  grief's  oppreffive  weight  ? 

26  Arife,  O  Lord,  and  timely  h±e 

To  cur  deliv'rarice  make  : 
Redeem  us,  Lord,  if  not  for  ours, 
Yet  for  thy  mercy's  fake. 

$5Mm  XLV.  Common  metre. 

i\  T  TtilLE  I  the  King's  loud  praife  rehearfe 
\  V       Indited  by  my  heart, 
My  tongue  is  like  the  pen  of  him 
Thrt  writes  with  ready  art. 
2  How  m  tehlefs  is  thy  form,  O  King  ! 
Thy  mouth  with  grace  o'erflows  : 
Eecaufe  frefh  bleffings  God  on  thee 
Eternally  beftows. 


PSALM    XLV.  7? 

3  Gird  on  thy  (Word,  molt,  mighty  Prince, 

And  clad  in  rich  array, 
With  glorious  ornaments  of  pow'r, 
Majeftick  pomp  difplay. 

4  Bide  on  in  (late,  and  fall  protect 

The  meek,  the  juft,  the  true  ; 
Whilit  thy  right  hand  with  fwift  revenge 
Does  all  thy  foes  purfue. 

5  How  fnarp  thy  weapons  are  to  them 

That  dare  thy  pow*r  oppofe  ! 
Drvvn,  down  they  fall,  while  thro5  their  heart 
The  pointed  arrow  goes. 

6  But  thy  firm  throne,  O  God,  is  nVd 

For  ever  to  endure  ; 
Thy  fcepter'd  fway  mall  always  laft, 
By  righteous  laws  fecure. 

*j  Becaufe  thy  heart,  by  juftice  led, 

Did  upright  ways  approve, 
And  hated  fiill  the  crooked  paths 

Where  wand'ring  finners  rove  ; 
Therefore  did  God,  thy  God,  on  thee 

The  oil  of  gladnefs  fried  ; 
And  ha?,  above  thy  fellows  round, 

Advan'j'd  thy  lofty  head. 

8  With  cafTia,  aloes,  and  myrrh, 

Thy  royal  robes  abound  : 
Which,  from  the  ftately  wardrobe  brought., 
Spread  grateful  odours  round. 

9  Among  the  honourable  train 

Dic\  princely  virgins  wait    ; 
The  Queen  was  plac'd  at  thy  right  hand 
In  golden  robes  of  ftate. 


So  PSALM    XLV. 

PART    II. 

10  Bat  thou,  O  royal  bride,  give  ear, 

And  to  my  words  attend  : 
Forget  thy  native  country  now, 
And  ev'ry  former  friend. 

1 1  So  mail  thy  beauty  charm  the  King, 

Nor  mall  his  love  decay  : 
For  he  is  now  become  thy  Lord  ; 
To  him  due  rev'rence  pay. 

12  The  Tyriatt  matrons,  rich  and  proud, 

Shall  humble  prefents  make, 
And  all  the  wealthy  nations  fue, 
Thy  favour  to  partake. 

13  The  king's  fair  daughter's  beauteous  fou! 

All  inward  graces  fill, 
Her  raiment  is  of  purer!  gold, 
Adorn'd  with  coftly  (kill. 

14  She  in  her  nuptial  garments  drefs'd, 

With  needles  richly  wrought, 
Attend  ed  by  her  virgin  train, 
Shall  to  the  King  be  brought. 

1 5  With  all  the  ftate  of  folemn  joy 

The  triumph  moves  along  ; 
'Till  with  wide  gates,  the  royal  court 
Receives  the  pompous  throng. 

16  Thou,  in  thy  royal  Father's  room, 

Muft  princely  fons  expect ; 
Whom  thou  to  different  realms  may'ft  fend 
To  govern  and  protect  : 

17  Whilft  this  my  fong  to  future  times 

Tranfmits  the  glorious  name  ; 
And  makes  the  world  with  one  confent 
Thy  lifting  praifc  proclaim, 


PSALM    XLVI.  Si 

f)falni  XLVI.  Particular  metre, 

l    /^  OD  is  our  refuge  in  diftrefs ; 

\_X      A  prefent  help  when  dangers  prefs  % 
In  him,  undaunted,  we'll  connde  : 

2,  3  Tho'  earth  were  from  her  centre  tofs'd 
And  mountains  in  the  ocean  loft, 

Torn  piecemeal  by  their  roaring  tid€0 

4  A  gentler  ftream  with  gladnefs  ft  ill 
The  city  of  our  Lord  mall  fill, 

The  royal  feat  of  God  moil  high  ; 
5"  God  dwells  in  Stow,  whcfe  fair  tow'rs 
Shall  mock  th'  aflaults  of  earthly  po;v'rss 
'  While  his  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

6  In  tumults  when  the  heathen  rag'dj 
And  kingdoms  war  againft  us  wag'd 

He  thunder'd,  and  difpers'd  their  pow'rs  : 

7  The  Lord  of  hopes  conduces  our  arms. 
Our  tow'r  of  refuge  in  alarms, 

Our  father's  guardian  God,  and  ours. 

5  Come  fee  the  wonders  he  has  wrought, 
On  earth  what  defolution  -brought  ; 

9  How  he  ha.s  calm'd  the  jarring  world  ; 
He  broke  the  warlike  fpear  and  bow  ; 

With  them  their  thund'ring  charicts  toa 
Into  devouring  flames  were  hurlM. 

10  Submit  to  God's  almighty  fway  ; 
For  him  the  heathen  fhall  obey, 

And  earth  her  fov'reign  Lord  confefs  ; 

1 1  The  God  of  hofts  conduces  our  arms$ 
Our  tow'r  of  refuge  in  alarms. 

As  to  our  fathers  in  diftrefs. 


S2       PSALM  XLVII,  XLVltt, 
jp)fa!m  XLVII.    Long  metre. 

i    /^\  ALL  ye  people,  clap  your  hands, 
2    V_y     And  with  triumphant  voices  fing  : 
No  force  the  mighty  power  withstands, 
Of  God,  the  univerfal  King. 
3,  4  He  fhall  oppofing  nations  quell, 
And  with  fuccefs  our  battles  fight  • 
Shall  fix  the  place  where  we  mud  dwells 
The  pride  of  Jacob  his  delight. 
5,  6  God  is  gone  up,  our  Lord  and  King, 
With  fhouts  of  joy,  and  trumpets  iound  : 
To  him  repeated  praifes  fing, 

And  let  the  cheerful  fong  go  round. 
7,  8  Your  utmoft  fkill  in  praife  be  fhown, 
For  him  who  all  the  world  commands  ; 
Who  fits  upon  his  righteous  throne, 

And  fpreads  his  fway  o'er  heathen  lands, 
9  Our  chiefs,  and  tribes,  that  far  from  hence 
T'  adore  the  God  of  Abrdm  came  ; 
Found  him  their  conftant  fure  defence, 
How  great  and  glorious  is  his  name  ! 

ipfallll  XLV11I.  Common  metre. 

1  r~T^HE  Lord,  the  only  God,  is  great* 

A       And  greatly  to  be  prais'd 
In  Sion,  on  whofe  happy  mount 
His  facred  throne  is  rais'd. 

2  Her  tow'rs  the  joy  of  all  the  earth, 

With  beauteous  profpec"t  rife  ; 
On  her  north  fide  th'  almighty  King's 
Imperial  city  lies. 

3  God  in  her  palaces  is  known  : 

His  prefence  is  her  guard  ; 

4  Confed'rate  kings  withdrew  their  fiege, 

And  of  fuccefs  defpait'd. 


PSALM    XLVIII.  S3 

5  They  view'd  her  walls,  admir'd  and  fled, 
With  grief  and  terrour  ftruck  ; 

6  Like  women  whom  the  fudden  pangs 

Of  travail  had  o'er  took. 

7  No  wretched  crew  of  mariners 

Appear  like  them  forlorn, 
When  fleets  from  Tarjhijh's  wealthy  coafls 
By  eaftern  winds  are  torn. 

8  In  Sion  we  have  feen  perform'd 

A  work  that  was  foretold  ; 
In  pledge  that  God  for  times  to  come, 
His  city  will  uphold. 

9  Not  in  our  fortrefles  and  walls 

Did  we,  O  God,  confide  ; 

But  on  the  temple  6Vd  our  hopes, 

In  which  thou  didft  refide. 

10  According  to  thy  fov 'reign  name, 

Thy  praife  thro'  earth  extends  ; 
Thy  pow'rful  arm  as  juftice  guides, 
Chaftifes  or  defends. 

n   Let  Scon's  mount  with  joy  refoimd. 
Her  daughters  all  be  taught, 
In  fongs  his  judgments  to  extol, 
Who  this  deliv'rance  wrought. 

1 2  Compafs  her  walls  with  folemn  pomp  ; 

Your  eyes  quite  round  her  caft  ; 
Count  all  her  tow'rs,  and  fee  if  there 
You  find  one  (rone  difplac'd. 

13  Her  forts  and  palaces  furvey  ; 

Obferve  their  order  well  ; 
That,  with  affurance,  to  your  heirs, 
The  wonder  you  may  tell. 


34  P  S  A  L  M    XLIX. 

14  This  God  is  ours,  and  will  be  ours, 
Whilft  we  in  him  confide  ; 
Who,  as  he  has  preferv'd  us  now, 
'Till  death  will  be  our  guide. 

PfalHl  XLIX.    Common  metre, 

1  T    ET  all  the  lifting  world  attend, 

2  JLj     And  my  inftruSicns  hear  : 
Lei:  high  and  low,  and  rich  and  poor, 

With  joint  confent  give  ear  \ 

3  My  mouth,  with  facffed  wifdom  fill'd, 

Shall  good  advice  impart  ; 
The  found  refult  of  prudent  thoughts* 
Digefted  in  my  heart. 

4  To  parables  of  weighty  fenfe 

I  will  my  ear  incline  ; 
While  to  my  tuneful  harp  I  ling, 
Dark  words  of  deep  defign. 

5  Why  mould  my  courage  fail  in  times 

Of  danger  and  of  doubt  ; 
When  finners,  that  would  me  fapplant, 
Have  compafs'd  me  about  ? 

6  Thofe  nr  e:;,  that  all  their  hope  and  truft 

In  heaps  of  ffeafure  place  : 
And  boafcing,  triumph,  when  trey  fee 
Their  ill  got  wealth  increafe  ; 

7  Are  yet  unable  from  the  grave 

Their  dearcft  friend  to  free  ; 
Nor  can,  bv  force  of  coir iy  bribes, 

Reverfe  God's  firm  decree. 
S,  9  Their  vain  ende  ivcurs  they  muft  quit, 

The  price  is  held  too  high  : 
No  fums  can  purchafe  Arch  a  grant. 

That  man  fhall  never  die. 


P  S  A  L  M    XLIX.  $s 

jq  Net  wifHbrn  can  the  wife  exempt 
Nor  fools  their  folly  fave  ; 
But  both  mult  perifn,  and  in  death, 
Their  wealth  to  others  leave. 
ii   For  fho*  they  think  their  {lately  ieate 
Shall  ne'er  to  ruin  fall  ; 
Bui  their  remembrance  lair  in  lands, 
'    Which  by  their  names  they  call  ; 
iz  Yet  lhall  their  fame  be  foon  former, 
How  grea;  foe'er  their  Rate  : 
With  beaHs  their  memory,  and  they. 
Shall  fhare  one  common  fate. 
PART    II. 
13  How  great  their  foily  is,  who  thus,    - 
Abfurd  cpnehmons  make  ! 
And  yet  their  children,  unreclalm'd, 
Repeat  the  grofs  miilake. 
14.  They  all,  like  ihceu  to  flaughter  led? 
The  prey  of  death  are  made  ; 
Their  beauty,  while  the  juft  rejoice, 
Within  the  grave  fnall  fade. 
t$  But  God  will  yet  redeem  my  foul  ; 
,; ,  And  from  the  greedy  grave 
His  greater  pow/r  mall  fe£  me  free, 
And  to  himieif  receive. 
16  Then  fear  not  thou,  when  worldly  men 
In  envy'd  wealth  abound  ; 
Hor  the'  their  profp'rousr  houfe  increafe. 
With  irate  and  honour  crown'd. 
27  For  when  they're  fummon'd  hence  by  death,- 
They  leave  all  this  behind  ; 
No  fhp.do.v  cf  their  former  pomp 
Within  the  grave  they  find  : 
H 


86  P  S  A  L  M    L. 

1 8  And  yet  they  tho't  their  Hate  was  bleft, 

Caught  in  the  flatt'rer's  fnare  : 
Who  pnifes  thofe  that  flight  all  elfe, 
And  of  themfelves  take  care. 

19  In  their  forefather's  fteps  they  tread  ; 

And  when,  like  them  they  die, 
Their  wretched  anceftors  and  the}', 

In  endlefs  darknefs  lie. 
2C  For  mai  how  great  fo'er  his  ftate  ; 

Unlefs  he's  truly  wife, 
As  like  a  fenfual  beau  he  live?, 

So,  like  a  beaft  he  dies. 

J2CaIm  L.    Particular  viclrc. 

,  1   HP  HE  Lord  hath  fpoke,  the  mighty  God, 
2     J.       Hath  fent  his  furnmons  all  abroad, 
From  dawning  light,  till  day  declines  i 
The  lift'ning  earth  his  voice  hath  heard, 
Ana  he  from  Sion  hath  appear'd, 
Where  beauty  in  perfection  ihines. 

S>  4  Our  God  fnallcome,  and  keep  no  more 
Mifconftru'd  filence,  as  before  : 

But  wafting  flames  before  him  fend  : 
Aro.tmd  ftiall  tempefls  fiei 
While  he  does  heaven  and  earth  engage 

His  julft  tribunal  to  attend. 

5,  6  AfTemble  all  my  faints  to  me 
(Thus  runs  the  great  divine  decree) 

Thar  i  i  my  lafting  cov'ntfht  live  ! 
And  off'rings  bring  with  conftant  care  : 
(The  hes  .  deck:  re  ; 

For  God  himfcif  {hall  fentence  give.). 


P  S  A  I  M    L*  S7 

7  Attend,  my  people  ;   Ifrael  hear  % 
Thy  ftrohg  accufer  I'll  appear ; 

Thy  God,  thy  only  God,  am  I  % 

8  JTis  not  of  cit'rino-s  I  complain, 
Which,  daily  in  my  temple  flam,. 

My  facred  altar  did  fupply. 

9  Will  this  alone  atonement  mike  r* 
No  bullock  from  thy  ftall  I'll  take, 

Nor  he  goat  from  thy  fold  accept  : 

10  The  forefl  beafts,  that  range  alone, 
The  cattle  too  are  all  my  own, 

That  on  a  thonfand  hills  are  kept. 
ir  I  know  the  fowls,  that  build  theix  nefts 
In  craggy  rocks  •  and-  favage  beafts, 
That  loofely  haunt  the  open  fields  % 

12  If  feiz'd  with  hunger  I  could  be, 
I  need  not  feek  relief  from  thee, 

Since  the  world's  mine;  and  all  it  yields* 

13  Think  'ft  thou  that  I  have  any  need 
On  flaughter'd  bulls  and  goats  to  feed, 

To  eat  their  fleih,  and  drink  their  blood  ? 

14  The  facriiices  I  require, 

Are  hearts  which  love  and  zeal  infpire, 
And  vows  with  ftricleft  care  made  good* 

15  In  time  of  trouble  call  on  me, 
And  I  will  fet  thee  fafe  and  tree  ; 

And  thou  returns  of  praife  malt  make. 

16  But  to  the  wicked  thus  faith  God  : 
How  dar'ir  thou  teach  my  laws  abroad, 

Or  in  thy  mouth  my  cov'nant  take  = 

17  For  ftubborn  thon,  confirm'd  in  fin, 
Haft  proof  againft  initruction  been, 

And  of  my  word  didil  lightly  fpeaki 
H  2 


8S  P  S  A  L  M    LI. 

1 8  When  thou  a  fubtil  thief  didft  fee, 
Thou  gladly  didft  with  him  agree, 

And  with  adult'rers  didil  partake. 

19  Vile  (lander  is  thy  chief  delight  ; 
Thy  tongue  by  envy  mov\i,  and  h-ite. 

Deceitful  tales  doft  hourly  fpread. 

20  Thou  doft  with  hateful  fcandals  wouncl 
Thy  brother,  and  with  lies  confound 

The  offspring  of  thy  mother's  bed. 

21  Thefe  things  didft  thou,  whom  ftill  I  flrove 
To  g?.in  v.  ii.Ii  filerice  ana  with  love  j 

Till  thcu  didft  wickedly  furmife. 
That  I  was  fuch  an  one  as  thou  : 
But  I'll  reprove  and  fhamc  thee  now, 

And  fet  thy  fins  before  thine  eyes, 

22  Mark  this,  ye  wicked  fools,  left  I 
Let  all  my  bolts  of  vengeance  fly, 

While  none  ihail  dare  your  caufe  to  own  : 

23  Who  praifes  me,  due  honour  gives  ; 
And  to  the  man  who  juftly  lives, 

My  ftrong  falvation  ihall  be  mown. 
m>"  ...  ■» 

jpCafm  LI.    Short  metre. 

1        T_T AVE  mercy,  Lord,  on  me, 
li-     As  thou  wert  ever  kind  : 
Let  me  opprefs'd  with  loads  cf  guilt, 
Thy  wonted  mercy  find, 
2,  3  Warn  off  my  foul  offence, 
.  And  cleanfe  me  from  ray  fiu ; 
For  I  confefs  my  crime,  and  fee 
How  great  nry  guilt  has  been* 


PSALM    LI.  J 

4  Againft  rhee,  Lord,  alone, 

And  only  in  thy  fight, 
Have  I  tranfgrefs'd  ;  and  tho*  condemn'd, 
Mull  own  thy  judgments  right. 

5  In  guilt  each  part  was  form'd 

Of  all  this  finful  frame  • 
In  guilt  I  was  conceiv'd,  and  born 
The  heir  of  fin  and  fliame. 

6  Yet  thou,  whofe  fearching  eye 

Does  inwavd  truth  require, 
In  fecret  didft  with  wifdom's  laws 
My  tender  foul  infpire. 
•j     With  hyflbp  purge  me,  Lord  ; 
And  fo  I  clean  (hall  be  : 
I  {hall  with  fhow  in,whitenefs  vie, 
When  puriii'd  by  thee. 
&    Make  me  to  hear  with  by 
Thy  kind  forgiving  voice  ; 
That  lb  the  bones  which  thou  haft  broke 
May  with  frefh  ftrength  rejoice. 
9,  10  Blot  oat  my  crying  fins, 
Nor  me  in  anger  view  ; . 
Create  in  me  a  heart  that's  clean, 
An  upright  mind  renew. 

PART    II. 

rr     Withdraw  not  thou  thy  help, 
Nor  caft  me  from  thy  fight  ; 
Nor  let  thy  holy  fpirit  take 
Its  everlafting  flight. 
12     The  joy  thy  favour  gives, 
Let  me  again  obtain  ; 
And  thy  free  fpirit's  firm  foppoit 
My  fainting  foul  fuftain.  : 


^0  P  5  A  L  M    LIL 

13  .  So  I  thy  righteous  ways 

To  finners  will  impart  ; 
Whilft  my  advice  mall  wicked  men, 
To  thy  juft  laws  convert. 

14  My  guilt  of  blood  remove, 

My  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
And  my  glad  tongue  lhall  loudly  tell 
Thy  righteous  arts  abroad. 

1 5  Do  thou  unlock  my  lips, 
With  forrow  clos'd,  and  fliame  : 

So  (hall  my  mouth  thy  vond'rcus  praifc 
To  all  the  world  proclaim. 

16  Could  facrifice  atone, 

Whole  flocks  and  herds  fhould  die  j 
But  on  fuch  cff'rings  thou  difdainil 
To  call  a  gracious  eye. 

17  A  broken  fpirit  is 

By  God  moft  highly  priz'd  ; 
By  him  a  broken  contrite  heart, 
Shall  never  be  defpis'd, 

18  Let  Sion  favour  find 

Of  thy  good  will  afilir'd  ; 
And  thy  own  city  flouriih  long, 
Bv  lofty  walls  fecur'd. 

19  The  juit  lhall  then  attend, 
And  pleafing  tribute  pay  ; 

And  faciiiice  of  choiceft  kind, 
Upon  thy  altar  lay. 

Pfelttt  LIL    Common  metre. 

1    IN  vain  O  man  of  lawlefs  might, 
1     Thou  boaft'ft  thyfelf  in  ill  ; 
Since  God,  the  God  in  whom  1  truit^ 
Vouchsafes  his  favour  ftill. 


F  S  A  I  M    Un.  9* 

%  Thy  wicked  tongue  does  fland'roos  tales 
Mali  ciou  fly  devife ; 
And  (harper  than  a  rafor  fer, 
It  wounds  with  treacl/rous  lies, 
3>  4  Thy  thoughts  are  more  on  ill,  than  good^ 
On  lies  than  truth  employ  *d  ; 
Thy  tongue  delights  in  words  by  which 
The  guiltiefs  are  deftroy'd. 

5  God  fnail  for  ever  blaft  thy  hopes> 

And  fnatch  thee  fooa  away  5 
Nor  in  thy  dwelling  place  permit^ 
Nor  in  the  world  to  ftay. 

6  The  jult,  with  pious  fear  (hail  fee 

The  downfall  of  thy  pride  : 
And  at  thy  fudden  ruin  laugh. 

And  thus  thy  fall  deride  : 
1  u  See  there  the  man  that  haughty  was, 

Who  proudly  God  defy'd, 
Who  trufted  in  his  wealth,  and  dill 

On  wicked  arts-  rely *id." 
S  But  I  am  like  thofe  olive  plants 

That  fnade  God's  temple  round  ; 
And  hope  with  his  indulgent  grace 

To  be  for  ever  crown'd, 
9.  So  (hall  my  foul  with  pfaife,  O  God2 

Extol  thy  Wend'rous  love  ; 
And  on  thy  name  with  patience  wait  ; 

For  this  thy  faints  approve. 

Pfallll  LI II.  Common  ?neire. 

i  r  §  HRE  wicked  fools  rauft  fure  fuppofe 
JL       That  God  is  but  a  name  : 
'This  grofs  millake  their  practice  lhows$ 
Since  virtue  ail  difclaira. 


9*  PSALM    LIV. 

2  The  Lord  look'd  down  fromHeav  'ns  high  towVj 

The  fons  of  men  to  view, 

To  fee  if  any  own'd  his  pow'r, 

Or  truth  or  juitice  knew. 

3  But  all  he  faw  were  backward  gone, 

Degen'rate  grown  and  bafe  ; 
None  for  religion  car'd  not  one 
Of  all  the  finful  race. 

4  But  are  thofe  workers  of  deceit 

So  dull  and  fenfelefs  grown  ; 
That  they  like  bread  may  people  eat, 
And  God's  juft  pow'r  difown  ? 

5  Their  caufelefs  fears  fnall  ftrangely  grow  j 

And  they,  defpis'd  of  God, 
Shall  foon  be  foil'd  :  His  hand  ihall  throw 
Their  fhatter'd  bones  abroad. 

6  Would  he  his  faving  pow'r  employ, 

To  break  our  fer\  ile  band, 
Loud  mouts  of  univerfal  joy 
Should  echo  thro'  the  land; 

JPfalltt  LIV.    Common  metre. 

t    T    ORD,  fave  me,  for  thy  glorious  name  : 

2  JLj     And  in  thy  ftrength  appeaiy 

To  judge  my  caufe  ;  accept  my  pray'r, 
And  to  my  words  give  car. 

3  Mere  ftrangers  whom  I  never  wrong'd, 

To  ruin  me  defign'd  ; 
And  cruel  men,  that  fear  no  God, 
Againft  my  foul  combin'd, 
4,  5   But  God  takes  part  with  all  my  friends; 
And  he's  the  furefl  guard  : 
The  God  of  trufhUhall  give  my  foes 
Their  fiifrhood's  juif  re.-.urd  ; 


P  S  J  L  M    LV.  93 

While  I  my  grateful  off 'rings  bring, 

And  facrifice  with  joy  ; 
And  in  his  praife  ray  tirn€  to  come 

Delightfully  employ. 
From  dreadful  danger  and  diilrefs 

The  Lord  hath  fat  me  free  : 
Thro5  htm  mail  I,  of  all  my  fees, 

The  jtifl:  definition  fee. 

fMm  LV.    Common 'metre. 

GIVE  ear,  thou  judge  of  all  the  earth* 
And  liften  when  I  pray  ; 
Nor  from  thy  humble  fuppliant  turn 

Thy  glorious  face  away. 
Attend  to  this  my  fad  complaints 

And  hear  my  grievous  moan:-  ; 
Whilft  I  my  mournful  cafe,  declare 

With  aniefs  fighs  and  groans. 
Hark  how  the  foe  infults  aloud  ! 

Row  fierce  oppressors  rage  I 
Whcfe  fland'rous  tongue  with  wrathful  hate, 

Againft  my  fame  engage. 
5  My  heart  is  racked  with  pain>  my  foul 

With  deadly  frights  diftrefs'd  ; 
With  fear  and  trembling  compafs'd  rounds 

With  honour  quite  opprefs'd. 
How  often  wifr/d  I  then,  that  I 

The  dove's  fwift  wings  could  get  | 
That  I  might  take  my  fpeedy  flight} 

And  feek  a  fafe  retreat  ! 
,.  8  Then  would  1  wander  far  from  hence  I 

And  in  wild  defarts  (tray. 
Till  ail  this  furious  P.orm  was  fpent} 

This  tern  pell  pail  away„ 


94  PSALM    LV. 

PART    II. 

9  Deftroy,  O  Lord,  their  ill  defigns, 

Their  counfels  loon  divide  ; 
For  through  the  city  my  griev'd  eyes 
Have  itrife  and  rapine  ipy'd. 

10  By  day  and  night  on  ev'ry  wall 

They  walk  their  conilani  round  ; 
And  in  the  midil  of  all  her  itrength, 
Are  grief  and  mifchief  found. 

1 1  Who'ejr  thro'  ev'ry  part  fhali  roam, 

With  freih  diforoers  meet ; 
Deceit  and  guile  their  conftant  polls 
Maintain  in  ev'ry  itreet. 

12  For  't.-.as  not  any  open  fee, 

That  falfe  reflections  made  ; 
For  then  I  could  with  eafe  have  borne 
The  bitter  things  he  faid  : 

'Twas  none  who  hatred  had  profefs'd, 

That  did  againft  me  rife  ; 
For  then  I  had  withdrawn  myfelf 

From  his  malicious  eyes  : 
13, 1 4  Rut  'twas  even  thou,  my  guide,  my  friend, 

Whom  rend'reft  love  did  join  : 
Whofe  fweet  advice  I  valu'd  melt, 

Whofe  pray'rs  were  mix'd  with  mine. 

1 5  Sure,  vengeance  equal  to  their  crime, 
Such  traitors  muft  furprife  ; 
And  fudden  death  requite  thofe  ills 
They  wickedly  devife. 
16,  17  But  I  will  call  on  God,  who  (till 
Shall  in  my  aid  appear  : 
At  morn  and  noon,  and  night  I'll  pray, 
And  he  iny  voice  lhall  hear. 


P  S  A  L  M    LVI.  95 

PART  III. 

j  S  God  has  releas'd  my  foul  from  thofe 
That  did  with  me  contend  ; 
And  made  a  num'rous  hoft  of  friends 
righteous  caufe  defend, 
j  g  For  he,  who  was  my  help  of  old, 
Shall  now  his  fuppliant  hear  ; 
And  puhifh  thofe  whofe  profp'rous  ftate 
Makes  them  no  God  to  fear. 

20  Whom  can  I  tmft,  if  faithlefs  men 

Prondioufly  devife 
To  ruin  me,  their  peaceful  friend, 
And  break  the  ftrongeft  ties  ? 

21  Tho*  foft  and  melting  are  their  words, 

Their  hearts  with  war  about; :!  : 
Their  fpeeches  are  more  fmooth  than  oil) 
And  }ret  like  fiords  they  wound. 

22  Do  thou,  my  foul,  on  God  depend, 

And  he  mall  thee  fuftain  t 
He  aids  the  juft,  whom  to  fupplant 
The  wicked  ftrive  in  vain. 

23  My  fees  that  trade  in  lies  and  blood, 

Shall  all  untimely  die  ; 
Whilft  I  for  health  and  length  of  days, 
On  thee  my  God,  rely. 

ipi'l  m  LVI.     Common  metre. 

1  T~"\0  thou,  O  God  in  mercy  help  : 
JL/      For  man  my  life  purfues  : 
To  cruih  me  with  repeated  wrongs, 

He  daily  ftriie  renews. 

2  Continually  my  fpiteful  foes 

To  ruin  me  combine  : 
Thou  feed,  who  fitt'fl  enthroned  on  high 
What  mighty  numbers  join. 


9fi  ?  S  A  L  M    LV1. 

3  But  tho*  forretimes  furpriz'd  by  feat 

(On  danger's  firft  alarm) 
Yet  ftill  for  fuccour  I  depend 
On  thy  almighty  arm. 

4  God's  faithful  promife  I  mall  praife 

On  which  I  now  rely  : 
In  God  I  trulr,  and  fruiting  him, 
'The  arm  of  Hem  defy. 

5  They  wreft  ray  words  and  make  'em  fpeak, 

A  fenfe  they  never  meant  : 
Their  thoughts  are  all,  with  reftlcfs  fpite, 
On  my  deftruclicn  bent. 

6  In  ciofe  affemblies  they  combine, 

And  wlvkcd  projects  lay  : 
They  watch  rriy  Reps,  and  lie  in  wait 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 

7  Shall  fuch  injuftice  ftill  efcape  ? 

O  righteous  God,  arife  ; 
Let  thy  jaft  wrath  (too  long  provok'd) 

This  impious  race  chaftife. 
3  Thou  numb' reft  ail  my  wand'ring  fteps 

Since  firfc  compell'd  to  flee  : 
My  very  tears  are  treafur'd  up, 

And  regifter'd  by  thee. 

9  When  therefore  I  invoke  thy  aid, 
My  roes  fhall  be  o'erthrown  ; 
For  T  am  well  affur'd,  that  God 

•My  righteous  caufc  will  own. 
io,  ii   I'll  truft  God's  word,  and  fo  defpife 

The  force  that  man  can  raife  ; 
12  To  thee  O  God,  my  wows  are  due  : 

To  thee  I'll  render  praife. 


P  S  A  L  M    LVII.  97 

S3  Thou  baft  retriev'd  my  foul  from  deaths 
And  thou  wilt  ftill  fecure 
The  life  thou  haft  fo  oft  prefer  v'd,    ' 

And  make  my  footfteps  fure  : 
That  thus,  protected  by  thy  pow'r, 

I  may  this  light  enjoy  : 
And  in  the  fervice  of  my  God, 
My  lengthen'd  days  employ. 

jpfaim  LVII.    Long  metre. 

HY  mercy,  Lord,  to  me  extend. 
On  thy  protection  I  depend  * 
And  to  thy  wing  for  flicker  hafte, 
'Till  this  outrageous  ftcrm  h  paft. 
To  thy  tribunal,  Lord,  I  fly, 
Thou  fov'reign  judge  and  God  moft  nigh, 
Who  wonders  haft  for  me  begun, 
And  wilt  not  leave  thy  work  undone. 
From  heat'n  protect  me  by  thy  arm, 
And  fhame  all  tliofe  who  feek  my  harm  j 
To  my  relief  thy  mercy  fend, 
And  truth  on  which  my  hopes  depend, 
For  I  with  favage  men  convene, 
Like  hungry  lions  wild  and  fierce, 
With  men  whofe  teeth  are  fpears,  their  words- 
Iuvenoir/d  darts,  and  two  edg'd  f words-,. 
Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And  as  thy  glory  nils  the  fey, 
So  let  it  be  sn  earth  difplay'd  ; 
'Till  thou  art  hear,  as  there,  obey'd. 
To  take  me,  they  their  net  preiar'd 
And  had  almoft  my  foul  enfnar'd  ; 
But  fell  thernfelres,  by  ju,ft  decree, 
Into  the  pit  they  made  for  mc 


98  PSALM    LVIII. 

7  O  God,  my  heart  is  fix'd,  'tis  bent, 
Its  thankful  tribute  to  prefent ; 

And,  with  my  heart  my  voice  I'll  raife 
To  thee,  my  God,  in  fongs  of  praife. 

8  Awake,  my  glory  harp,  and  lute, 
No  longer  let  your  firings  be  mute  ; 
And  I,  my  tuneful  part  to  take, 
Will  with  the  early  dawn  awake. 

9  Thy  praifes,  Lord,  I  will  refound 
To  all  the  lift'ning  nations  round  ; 

10  Thy  mercy  higheft  heav'n  tranfcends. 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extendi 

1 1  Be  Thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And,  as  thy  glory  fills  the  fky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  difplay'd  ; 
'Till  thou  art  here,  as  there  obey'd. 


]g)falm  LVIII.    Common  metre, 

SPEAK,  O  ye  judges  of  the  earth, 
If  juft  your  fentence  be  ; 
Or  muft  not  innocence  appeal 

To  heav'n,  from  your  decree  ? 
Your  wicked  hearts  and  judgments  are 

Alike  by  malice  f-vay'd  ; 
Your  griping  hands  by  weighty  bribes 

To  violence  betray'd. 
To  virtue,  ftrangers  from  the  womb, 

Their  infant  fleps  went  wrong  : 
They  prattled  {lander,  and  in  lies 

Employ'd  their  lifping  tongue. 
No  ferpent  of  parch'd  Afrit 's  breed, 

Does  ranker  poifon  bear  ; 
The  drowfy  adder  will  as  foon 

Unlock  ihis  fullen  ear. 


r  S  A  L,  M     .lia.  99 

£  Unmov'  by  good  advice  and  deaf 
As  adders  they  remain  ;  , 
From  whom  the  ikilful  charmer's  voice 
Can  no  attention  gain. 

6  Defeat,  O  God  their  threat'ning  rage, 

And  timely  break  their  pow'r  : 
Difarm  thefe  growing,  lions'  jaws, 
Ere  praclis'd  to  devour. 

7  Let  now  their  infofence  at  height, 

Like  ebbing  tides  be  fpent  ; 
Their  fhiver'd  darts  deceive  their  aim, 
When  they  their  bow  have  bent. 
j  Like  fnails  let  them  diffolve  to  ilime  ; 
Like  hafty  births  become, 
Unworthy  to  behold  the  fun, 
And  dead  within  the  womb. 
)  Ere  thorns  can  make  the  ftefh  pots  boil, 
Tempeftuous  wrath  (hall  come 
From  God,  and  fnatch  them  hence  alive 
To  their  eternal  doom. 

0  The  righteous  mall  rejoice  too  lee 

Their  crimes  fuch  vengeance  meet  j 
And  faints  in  perfecutors  blood 
Shall  dip  their  harmlefs  feet. 

1  TranfgreiTors  then  with  grief  fhall  fee 

Juft  men  rewards  obtain  ; 
And  own  a  God  whofe  juftice  will 
The  guilty  earth  arraign. 

]i?fa!m  LIX.  Common  metre. 

DELIVER  me,  O  Lord,  my  God, 
From  all  my  fpiteful  foes  : 
In  my  defence  oppofe  thy  power 
To  theirs  who  me  oppofe. 


ioo  P  S  A  L  M    L1X. 

2  Preferve  me  from  a  wicked  race, 

Who  make  a  trade  of  ill  ; 
Protecl  me  from  remorfelefs  men 
Who  feek  my  blood  to  fpili. 

3  They  lie  in  wait  and  mighty  pow'rs 

Againft  my  life  combine, 
Implacable  ;  yet  Lord,  thou  know'ft? 
For  no  offence  of  mine. 

4  In  hafxe  they  run  about,  and  watch 

My  guikiefs  life  to  take  : 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  on  ray  diftrefs 
And  to  my  help  awake. 

£  Thou  Lord  of  holls,  and  JfraeVs  Gods 
Their  heathen  rage  fupprefs  ; 
Relentlefs  vengeance  take  on  thofe 
Who  ftubbornly  tranfgrefs. 

6  At  evening  to  befet  my  houfe, 

Like  growling  dogs  they  meet ; 
While  others  through  the  city  range, 
And  ranfack  cv'ry  ftreet. 

7  Their  throats  invcnom'd  fiander  breathe, 

Their  tongues  are  fharpen'd  fwbrds  : 
"  Who  hears  (fay  they)  or,  hearing,  dares 
Reprove  our  lawlefs  words  ? 
%  But  for  thy  throne  thou  fhalt,  O  Lord, 
Their  baffled  plots  deride  ; 
And  fopn  to  fcorne  and  fhame  expofe 
Their  boafted  heathen  pride. 

^  On  thee  I  wait  ;  'tis  on  thy  ftrength 
For  fuccour  I  depend  : 
'Tis  thou,  O  God,  art  my  defence; 
Who  only  can  defend. 


20i  P  $  A  L  M    LIX. 

io  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  which  has  fo  oft 

From  danger  fet  me  free, 
Shall  crown  my  wiihes,  and  fubdue 

My  haughty  foes  to  me. 

i  i  Deftroy  them  not,  O  Lord,  at  once  ; 

Reftrain  thy  vengeful  blow  ; 
Left  we,  ingratefully,  too  foon 

Forget  their  overthrow, 
Difperfs  them  through  the  nations  round,, 

By  thy  avenging  pow'r  ; 
Do  thou  bring  down  their  haughty  pnde5 

O  Lord,  our  fhield  and  tow'r. 

12  Now  in  the  height  of  all  their  hopes 

Their  arrogance  chafhfe  ; 
Whofe  tongues  have  fmn'd  without  reftraint^ 
And  curfes  join'd  with  lies. 

13  Nor  fnalt  thou,  whilft  their  race  endure* 

Thine  anger,  Lord,  fupprefs  ; 
That  diftant  lands  by  their  juft  doom3 
May  Ifrae/'s  God  confefs. 

14  At  evening  let  them  ftill  perfift 

Like  growling  dogs,  to  meet  | 
Still  wander  all  the  city  round, 

And  traverfe  ev'ry  ftreet. 
ij  Then  as  for  malice  now  they  do, 

For  hunger  let  them  ftray  : 
And  yell  their  vain  complaints  aloud* 

Defeated  of  their  prey  : 

16  Whilft  early  I  thy  mercy  fing, 
Thy  wond'rous  pow'r  confefs  : 
For  then  haft  been  my  fure  defence* 
My  refuge  in  dillrefs. 
1  3 


io2  P  S  A  L  M    IX. 

17  To  thee,  with  never  ceafmg  praifei 
O  God,  my  ftrength,  I'll  iing  : 
Thou  arc  my  God,  the  rock  from  whence 
My  health  and  fafety  fpring. 

Jj3fail1t    LX.     Long  metre. 

1  f^\  GOD,  who  haft  our  troops  difpers'd, 
K-J  Forfaki  lg  thofe  who  left  thee  firft  5 
As  we  thy  juft  difpleafure  mourn, 

To  us  in  mercy,  Lord,  return. 

2  Our  fttcngth,  that  firm  as  earth  did  ftand, 
Is  rent  by  thy  avenging  hand  : 

O  !  heal  the  breaches  thou  haft  made  : 
We  fhake,  we  fall,  without  thy  aid. 

3  Our  folly's  fad  effecls    we  feel  ; 

For,  drunk  with  difccrd's  cup  we  reel  ; 

4  But  novy,  for  them  who  thee  rever'd, 
Thou  haft  thy  truth's  bright  banner  rearM. 

5  Let  thy  right  hand  thy  faints  protect  : 
Lord  hear  the  pray'rs  that  we  direct. 

6  The  holy  God  has  fpoke  ;  and  I, 
O'erjoy'd,  on  his  firm  word  rely. 
To  thee  in  portions  I'll  divide 
Fair  Sichems  foil,  Samaria's  pride  : 
To  Sichem,  Sue: rth  next  I'll  join, 
And  rneafure  out  her  vale  by  line  : 

-   Manajeh,  GileaJ,  both  fubferibe 

To  iriy  commands  with  Ephraims  tribe  ; 
Ephraim  by  arms  fupports  my  caufe, 
And  Judah  by  religious  laws. 

8  Moaby  my  ilave  and'druge  (hall  be, 
Nor  Edam  from  my  yoke  get  free  ; 
Proud  Palafiine's  imperious  ftate 
Shall  humbly  on  our  triumph  wait* 


PSALM    LXT.  103 

g  But  who  fhall  quell  thefe  mighty  pow'rs 
And  clear  my  way  to  Edom's  t«w3rs  ? 
Or  through  her  guarded  frontiers  tread 
The  path  that  does  to  conqueft  lead  ? 

10  Ev'nthou,  OGod  who  haft  difpers'd 
Our  troops  (for  we  forfook  thee  firft) 
Thofe,  whom  thou  didft  in  wrath  forfake,1 
Atton'd,  thou  wilt  victorious  make. 

1 1  Do  thou  our  fainting  caufe  fuftain  % 
For  human  fuccours  are  but  vain. 

1 2  Frefn  ftrengrh  and  courage  God  bellows  1 
'Tis  he  treads  down  our  proudeft  foes. 

JpfalUl  LXI.    Commo?2  ?netre. 

1  T    ORD,  hear  my  cry,  regard  my  pray" 
I  -i     Which  I  opprefs'd  with  grief, 

2  From  earth's  remoteft  parts  addrefs 

To  thee  for  kind  relief. 
O  lodge  me  fafe  beyond  the  reach 
Of  perfecuting  pow'r, 

3  Thou,  who  £0  eft  from  fpiteful  foes 

Haft  been  my  melt'ring  tow'r0 

4  So  mall  I  in  thy  facred  courts 

Secure  from  danger  lie  5 
Beneath  the  covert  of  thy  wings, 
All  future  ftorrns  defy. 

5  In  fi gn  my  vows  are  heard,,  once  more, 

I  o'er  thy  chofen  reign  : 

6  O  !  biefs  with  long  and  prefp'rous  life, 

The  king  thou  didft  ordain. 
2  Confirm  his  throne,  and  make  his  reign 
Accepted  in  thy  fight  ; 
And  let  thy  truth  and  mercy  both^ 
In  his  defence  unite.. 


io4  PSALM    LXII. 

8  So  (hall  I  ever  fing  thy  praife,' 
Thy  name  forever  blefs  ; 
Devote  my  profp'rous  days  to  pay 
The  vows  of  my  diftrefs. 

Pfalm  LXII.  Long  metre. 

i    "IV  TY  f°'Jl  for  help  on  God  relies  ; 

2  1VX     From  him  alone  my  fafety  flows  : 
My  rock,  my  health  that  ftrength  fupplies, 

To  bear  the  mock  of  all  my  foes, 

3  How  long  will  ye  contrive  my  fall  ? 

Which  will  but  hafxen  on  your  own  ! 
You'll  totter  like  a  bending  wall, 
Or  fence  of  uncemented  ftone. 

4  To  make  my  envy'd  honours  lefs, 

They  ftrive  with  lies,  their  chief  delight  ; 
For  they  thor  with  their  mouth  they  blefs, 
In  private  curfe  with  inward  fpite. 
5,  6  But  thou  my  foul,  on  God  rely  ; 
On  him  alone  thy  trull  repofe  : 
My  rock  and  health  with  ftrength  fupply, 
To  bear  the  fhock  of  all  my  foes. 

7  God  does  his  [axing  health  difpenfe, 

And  flowing  bleflings  daily  fend  : 
He  is  my  fortrefs  and  defence  ; 
On  him  my  foul  fhall  ftiil  depend. 

8  In  him,  ye  people,  always  truft  ; 

Before  his  throne  pour  out  your  hearts  ; 
For  God,  the  merciful  and  juft, 
His  timely  aid  to  us  imparts.- 

9  The  vulgar  fickle  are  and  frail.' 

The  great  diflemble  and  betray  ; 
And  laid  in  truth's  impartial  fcale, 

The  iighteil  things  will  botii  outweigh, 


PSALM    LXm. 
XO  Then  truft  not  in  oppreffive  ways  ; 
By  fpoil  and  rapine  grow  not  vain  ; 
Nor  let  your  heart?,  if  wealth  inereafej 
Be  fet  too  much  upon  your  gain. 

1 1  For  God  has  oft  his  will  expreis'd, 

And  I  this  truth  have  fully  known  j 
To  be  of  boundlefs  pow'r  pcffefs'd, 
Belongs,  of  right,  to  God  alone. 

12  Though  mercy  is  his  darling  grace, 

In  which  he.  chiefly  takes  delight  ; 
Yet  will  he  all  the  human  race 
According  to  their  works  requite. 

jp>f&im  LXlil.  Particular  metre. 

i    /^\  -GOD,  my  gracious  God,  to  thee, 
*^/     My  morning  pray'rs  fnall  offer'd  bt 

For  thee  my  thirlty  foul  does  pant  ; 
My  fainting  fleih  implores  thy  grace, 
Within  this  dry  and  barren  place, 

Where  I  refrefhing  waters  want. 

2  O  !  to  my  longing  eyes  once  more 
That  view  of  glorious  pow'r  reftore, 

Which  thy  majeftick  houfe  difplays ; 

3  Becaufe  to  me  thy  wond'rous  love 
Thau  life  itfelf  does  dearer  prove, 

My  lips  mall  always  fpeak  thy  praife  : 

4  My  life,  While  I  that  life  enjoy, 
In  bleiling  God  I  will  employ  ; 

With  lifted  hands  adore  his  name  ; 
J  My  foul's  content  mail  be  as  great 
As  theirs,  who  choicer!:  dainties  eat, 
While  I  with  joy  his  praife  proclaim. 
6  When  down  I  lie,  f.veet  lleep  to  find, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  prefent  to  my  mind  ; 
And  when  I  wake  in  dead  of  night, 


i  PSALM    LXIV. 

7  Becaufe  thou  ftill  doll  fuccour  bring, 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wing 

I  reft  with  fafety  and  delight. 

8  My  foul,  when  foes  would  me  devour, 
Cleaves  fall  to  thee,  whofe  matchlefs  pow'r 

In  her  fupport  is  daily  fhown  : 

9  But  thofe  the  righteous  Lord  fhall  flay, 
That  my  definition  wifh  ;  and  they, 

That  feek  my  life  fhall  loofe  their  own. 

10,  1 1   They  by  untimely  ends  mall  die, 
Their  flefh  a  prey  to  foxes  lie  ; 

But  God  mall  fill  the  king  with  joy  ; 
Who  fwears  by  thee  mail  ftill  rejoice  ; 
Whilft  the  falfe  tongue,  and  lying  voice, 

Thou,  Lord,  fhall  filence  and  deftroy. 

Jj?faitTt  LXIV.    Common  metre. 

1  T    ORD,  hear  the  voice  of  my  complaint, 
Jl_-J     To  my  requeft  give  ear ; 
Preferve  my  life  from  cruel  foes, 

And  free  my  foul  from  fear. 

2  O  !  hide  me  with  thy  tender  care 

In  fome  fecure  retreat, 
From  fmners  that  againil  me  rife  ; 
And  all  their  plots  defeat. 

3  See  how,  intent  to  work  my  harm, 

They  whet  their  tongues  like  fwords ; 
And  bend  their  bows  to  fhoot  their  darts.) 
Sharp  lies  and  bitter  words. 

4  Lurking  in  private,  at  the  juft, 

They  take  their  fecret  aim  ; 
And  fuddenly  at  him  they  fhoot, 
Quite  void  of  fear  and  fhame0 


P '  S  A  L  M    LXV.  io7 

£  To  carry  on  their  ill  defigns 
They  mutually  agree  ; 
They  fpeak  of  laying  private  fhares, 
And  think-  that  none  ihall  fee. 

6  With  utmoft  diligence  and  care 

Their  wicked  plots  they  lay  : 
The  deep  defigns  of  all  their  hearts 
Are  only  to  betray. 

7  But  God,  to  anger  juftly  mov'dj 

His  dreadful  bow  ihall  bend, 
And  on  his  flying  arrow's  point 
Shall  fwift  deltruftion  fend. 

8  Thofe  (landers  which  their  mouths  did  vent 

Upon  themfelves  fhall  fall  ; 
Their  crimes  difclos'd  (Ball  make  them  be 
Defpi/d  and  (huhn'd  by  all. 

9  The  world  (hall  then  God's  pow'r  confefs, 

And  nations  trembling  (land  ; 
Convinc'd,  that  'tis  the  mighty  work 
Of  his  avenging  hand  : 

10  Whilft  righteous  men,  by  God  fecur'd* 

In  him  (hall  gladly  fruit ; 
And  all  the  liiVning  earth  (hall  hear 
Loud  triumphs  of  the  juft." 

j^falm  LXV.    Long  metre. 

1  Y70R  thee  O  God,  our  conftant  praife 
JL       In  Sron  waits,  thy  chofen  feat  : 
Our  promis'd  altars  there  we'll  raife, 

And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete, 

2  O  thou,  who  to  my  hu  "  bje  rray'r 

Didft  always  bend  thy  lift'ning  ear, 
To  thee  (hall  all  mankind  repair, 
And  at  thy  gr.xious  throne  appear* 


ioS  PSALM    LXV. 

3  Cur  fins  (tho*  numberlefs)  in  vain 

To  flop  thy  flowing  mercy  try  ; 
Whihl  thou  o'erlook'll  the  guilty  thin. 
And  wzftieft  out  the  crimfon  dye. 

4  Elefr  is  the  man,  who  near  thee,  plac'd5 

Within  thy  facred  dwelling  lives  ; 
Whilft  we,  at  humbler  difhnce  tafTe 
The  vaft  delight  thy  temple  gi\  es. 
5;  Ey  wend'reus  atts,  C  God  moit  jijfl, 

Have  we  the  gracious  anfvvcr  found  : 
In  thee  remcteft  nations  truft, 

And  thofe  whom  ftormy  waves  furrquhd, 
6,  7  God,  by  his  ftrength,  fets  fail  the  hills, 
And  does  his  matchlefs  pow'r  engage  ; 
With  which  the  fea's  leud  waves  he  {tills? 
And  angry  crowds  tumultuous  rage. 

PART     II. 

8  Thou,  Lord,  doft  barb'rous  lands  difrnay, 

When  trey  thy  dreadful  tokens  view  : 
With  joy  they  fee  the  night  and  day 
Each  other  track,  by  turns,  purfue. 

9  From  out  thy  unexhaufted  Here 

Thy  rain  relieves  the  thurfty  ground  : 
Makes  lands  that  barren  were  before 
With  corn  and  ufeful  friiits  abound. 

10  On  riling  ridges  down  it  pours, 

And  every  furrow 'd  valley  fills  : 
Thou  mak'ft  them  foft  with  g«itjg  ihcw'rs 
In  which  a  bleft  increafe  diftils. 
Jr  Thy  goodnefs  does  the  ending  year, 
With  frefn  returns  of  plenty  crown  ; 
And  where  thy  glorious  paths  appear, 
Thy  fruitful  clouds  crop  fatnefs  uov.'i;. 


P  S  A  L  M    LXVX.  ice 

.  1 2  They  drop  on  barren  forefts,  changed 

By  them  to  paioures  frefft  and  green  ; 
The  hills  about  in  order  ^ng'd, 

In  beauteous  re  es  of  joy  are  .cen. 
13  Large  flocks  with  fleecy  wo.:    adorn 

The  cheertuJ  downs  ;  the  valiies  bring 
A  plenteous  crop  of  iull-ear'd  corn, 

And  fern,  for  joy,  to  incut  and  fing. 

"  Plaint  L.XVl.  Co:^io^m.-r^7 

1  "• '    ET  all  the  land,  with  nV-uts  cf  joy, 

2  JL-i     To  God  their  voices  raife  ; 
Sing  pulms  in  hoaour  of  his  name, 

And  iprcad  his  gbrious  pr^iie. 

3  And  let  them  fay,  how  dreadful,  Lord* 

In  all  thy  weak?  :  rt  thou  ! 
To  thy  great  pow'r  thy  ftubborn  foes 
Shall  all  be  fbre'd  to  bow. 

4  Through  all  the  earth  the  nations  round 

Shall  thee  their  God  confefs  3 
And  with  glad  hymns  their  awful  dread 
Of  thy  great  name  exprefs. 

5  O  !  come,  behold  the  works  of  God  ; 

And  then  with  me  you'll  own, 
That  he  to  ail  the  fons  of  men 
Has  wond'roivs  judgments  fhown. 

6  He  made  the  fea  become  dry  land, 

Through  which  our  fathers  walk'd  3 
Whilft  to  each  ether  of  lus  might, 
'  With  joy  his  people  talk'd. ' 

7  He  by  his  pow'r  for  ever  rules  ; 

His  eyes  the  world  furvey  ; 

Let  no  prefumptuous  man  rebel 

Acainit  his  fovreign  fwa$~. 


no  PSALM    LXVL 

PART    II. 
S>  9  O  !  all  ye  nations,  blefs  our  God, 
And  loudly  fpeafc  his  praife  ; 
Who  keeps  our  fouls  alive,  and  ftill 
Confirms  our  ftedfaft  ways. 
10  For  thou  haft  try'd  us,  Lord,  as  fire 

Does  try  the  precious  ore  : 
si  Thou  brougnrft  us  into  ftraits,  where  we 
Oppre  fling  burdens  bore. 

12  Infulting  foes  did  us  their  flaves, 

Through  fire  and  water  chafe  ; 
But  yet,  at  laft  thou  brought!!  us  forth 
Into  a  wealthy  place. 

1 3  Burnt  off' rings  to  thy  houfe  I'll  bring 

Arid  there  my  vows  111  pay  : 

14  Which  I  with  folerr.n  zeal  did  make 

In  trouble's  difmal  day. 

15  Then  frail  the  richeft  incenfe  fmoke, 

The  f . itteft  rams  fhall  fall, 
The  choiceft  goats  from  out  the  fold, 

And  bullocks  from  the  ftall. 
]6  O!  come,  all  ye  that  fear  the  Lord  ; 

Attend  with  heedful  care, 
Whilft  I,  what  God  for  inc  has  done, 

With  grateful  joy  declare. 

1 7,  18  As  I  before,  his  aid  implor'd, 

So  now  I  praife  his  name  ; 

Who,  if  my  heart  had  harbour  d  fin, 

Would  all  my  prayers  difclaim. 

19  But  God  to  me,  wben'er  I  cry'd, 

His  gracious  car  did  bend  : 

And  to  the  voice  of  my  lequeftj 

With  conilant  love  attend. 


PSALM    LXVII.  n. 

20  Then  blefs'd  for  ever  be  my  God, 
Who  never  when  I  pray 
Withholds  his  mercy  from  my  foul, 
Nor  turns  his  face  away1, 

~ Jpfalm  LXVII.    Short  metreT 

- 1     nPO  blefs  thy  chofen  race, 
JL       In  mercyvLord  incline  ; 
And  caufe  the  brightnefs  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  faints  to  ihiiie  ; 

2  That  fo  thy  wond'rous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known  | 
While  cfiftant  lands  their  tribute  pay.    - 
And  thy  falvation  own. 

3  Let  diff'ririg  nations  join 
To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 

Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
To  praife  thy  glorious  name. 

4  O  let.  them  fnout  and  ling, 
Diffolv'd  in  pious  mirth  ; 

For  thou  the  righteous  Judge  and  King* 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

5  Let  difFring  nations  join    - 
To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 

Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
To  praife  thy  glorious  name. 

6  Then  IhaU  the  teeming  ground 
A  large  increafe  difclofe  ; 

And  we  with  plenty  fhall  be  crown'd, 
Which  God,  our  God,  bellows. 

7  Then  God  upon  our  land 
Shall  confrant  bieffings  ihow'r  ; 

And  all  the  world  in  awe  mall  ftand 
Of  his  refiiUefs  Dow'r, 
K  2 


1 12  PSALM    LXVni. 

M  LXVIII.    Long  metre. 

i    t    E  ;   God,  the  God  of  battle*  rife, 
JL-J     A  •    Scatter  Jqb  prefumptuous  fees  ; 
rout  their  hofts  ft.  rp  rife, 
-cfully  his  pow'r  oppofe. 

2  As  fmoke  in  tempefe's  rage  is  left, 

Or  wax  imp  the  fuenace  call  ; 
So  ler  their  fatrileg^ous  heft 

Before  his  wrathful  prefence  wafte. 

3  But  let  the  fervants  of  his  will 

Tiis  favour's  gentle  beams  enjoy  ; 
Their  upright  hearts  let  gladnefs  fill, 

And  cheerful  fong,  their  tongues  employ, 

4  To  hirn  your  voice  in  anthems  raife  ; 

Jej    Wih'?  awful  name  he  bears  : 
In  him  rejoice  ;  ex  ol  his  praife, 
Who  rides  upon  high  rolling  fpheres. 

5  Him,  from  his  empire  of  the  Ikies, 

To  this  low  world  companion  draws, 
The  orphan's  claim  to  patronife, 

Ami  judge  the  inj&'d  widow's  caufe. 
£   'Tis  God,  who  from  a  foreign  foil 

Reftores  poor  exiles  to  their  home  ; 
Makes  captives  free  ;  and  fruitkfs  toil 
Their  proud  oppreiTor's  righteous  doom. 

7  'Twas  fo  of  old,  when  thou  didft  lead 

In  oerfen,  Lord,  our  armies  forth  ; 
Strange  terrours  through  the  defart  fpread, 
Convulfioris  (hook  the  aftonifh'd  earth. 

8  The  breaking  clouds  did  rain  dift.il, 

And  heav'nshigh  arches  (hook  with  fear, 
How  then  mould  Sinai's  humble  h.ill 
Of  Ifrael's  God  the  prefence  bear ! 


PSALM    LXVIII.  113 

9  Thy  hand,  at  famifh'd  earth's  complaint, 
Reliev'd  her  from  celeltial  ftores  ; 
And,  When  thy  heritage  was  faint, 

Affliag'd  the  drought  with  plentious  fhow'rs, 
so  Where  favages  had  rang'd  before, 

At  eafe  thou  mad'ft  our  tribes  refide  3 
And  in  the  defart,  for  the  poor, 
Thy  generous  bounty  did  provide, 

PART    II. 
1  r  Thou  gav'ft  the  word,  we  {allied  forth3 
And  in  that  powerful  word  o'ercame  ; 
Whilft  virgin  troops  with  fongs  of  mirth? 
In  ftate  our  conqueft  did  proclaim. 

12  Vail  armies,  by  fuch  gen'rals  led, 

As  yet  had  ne'er  received  a  foil, 
Forfook  their  camp  with  fudden  dread, 
And  to  our  women  left  the  fpoil. 

13  Though  Egypt's  drudges  you  have  been* 

Your  army's  wings  fhall  mine  as  bright 
As  doves  in  golden  funfhine  feen, 
Or  filver'd  o'er  with  paler  light. 

14  'Twas  fo,  when  God's  almighty  hand 

O'er  fcatter'd  kings  the  conqueft  won  % 
Our  troops,  drawn  up  en  Jordan's  ft  rand, 
High  Salmon's  glitt'ring  fnow  outfhone, 

1 5  From  thence  to  Jordan's  farther  coaft, 

And  Bajbans  hill  we  did  advance  : 
No  more  her  height  mall  Bajhan  boaft, 
But  that  (he's  God's  inheritance. 

16  But  wherefore  (though  the  honour's  great) 

Should  this,  O  mountain,  fwell  your  pride  ? 
Fer  Sio-a  is  his  chofen  feat, 
Where  he  for  ever  will  refidea 
*3 


n4  PSALM    LXVIII. 

17  His  chariots  nu'iberlefs  ;  his  pow'rs 

Are  1  eav'nly  hofts,  that  wait  his  will  ; 
His  prefence  now  fills  S&«'s  tow'rs, 
As  01.ce  it  honcur'd  Sinai's  hiil. 

18  Afcendi-g  high,  in  triumph  thou 

Captivity  halt  captive  led  ; 
And  on  thy  people  di  ft  bellow 

The  fpoil  of  armies  once  their  dread* 

Ev'n  rebels  mall  partake  thy  grace, 

And  humble  profelytes  repair 
•  To  worfhip  at  thy  dwelling  place, 

d  all  the  wcrld  pay  homage  there. 

19  For  benefits  each  day  bedowd, 

B~  daily  his  great  name  alor'd  ; 

20  Who  is  our  Saviour  an -1  our  God, 

Of  life  and  death  the  fov'teign  Lord. 

21  But  juftice  for  his  harden'd  foes 

Propo'tion'd  vengeance  hath  decreed, 
To  wound  the  hoary  head  of  thofe 
Who  in  prefurnptuous  crimes  proceed. 

22  The  Lord  hath  thus  in  thunder  fpcke  : 

i(  As  I  fubdu'd  proud  Bajhans  king, 

Once  more  I'll  break  my  people's  yoke, 

And  from  the  deep  my  fervants  bring. 

23  Their  feet  fhall  with  a  erimfon  flood 

Of  flaughtcr'd  foes  he  cover'd  o'er  ; 
Nor  earth  receive  fuch  impious  blood, 
But  leave  for  dogs  th*  unhallow'u  gore.' 

PART    III. 

24  When,  marching  to  thy  bleft  abode, 

The  wond'ring  multitude  furvey'd 
The  pompous  ftate  of  thee,  our  Goc5 
In  robes  of  majeity  array 'd  3 


PSALM    LXVIIL.  115 

25  Siveet  fingiog  Levites  led  the  van  : 

Loud  initruments  brought  up  the  rear  ; 
Between  both  troops  a  vi  rgin  train 

With  voice  and  timbrel  charm'd  the  ear. 

26  This  was  the  burden  cf  their  fong  : 

"  In  full  aflemblies  blefs  the  Lord  : 
All  who  to  I/raeVs  tribes  belong, 
The  God  of  Ij rael's  praife  record." 

27  Not  little  Benjamin  alone 

From  neighb'ring  bounds  did  there  attend, 
Nor  only  J'r/rfoh's  nearer  throne 

Her  counfellors  in  ftate  did  fend  ; 
But  Zebuloti's  remoter  feat, 

And  Nabthalis  more  diliant  coaft, 
{The  grand  procefiion  to  complete) 

Sent  up  their  tribes,  a  princely  hoft. 

2 3  Thus  God  to  ftrength  and  union  brought 
Our  tribes,  at  ftrife  till  that  blell  hour  : 
This  work,  which  thou,  O  God,  haft  wrought 
Confirm  with  frefh  recruits  of  pow'r. 

29  To  vific  Salm,  Lord,  defcend, 

And  Sion  thv  terreftial  throne  ; 
Vv7here  kings  with  prefents  mall  attend, 
And  thee  with  oifer'd  crowns  atone. 

30  Break  down  the  fpearmen's  ranks,  who  threat 

Like  pamper-q  herds  of  favage  might   : 
Their  fiiver  armour'd  chiefs  defeat, 
Who  in  deftructive  war  delight. 

31  Egypt  mail  then  to  God  fetch  forth 

Her  hands,  and  Africl  homage  bring  : 

32  The  fcatter'd  kingdoms  of  the  earth 

Their  common  lev  'reign's  praifes  fbg  1 


n6  PSALM    LXIX. 

33  Who,  mounted  on  the  loftieft  fphere 

Of  ancient  heav'n.  fublimely  rides  • 
From  whence  his  dreadful  voice  we  hear, 
Like  that  of  warring  winds  and  tides. 

34  Afcribe  ye  pow'r  to  God  mod  high  ; 

Of  humble    I/rael  ht  takes  care  ; 
Whofe  ftrength,  from  out  the  dulky  iky. 

Darts  mining  terrours  through  the  air. 
3  $  How  dreadful  are  the  facred  court0, 

Where  God  has  fix'd  his  earthly  throne  I 
His  ftrength  his  feeble  faints  fupports  ! 

To  God  give  praife,  to  him  alone. 

pfalm  LXIX.  Long  metre. 

i    QAVE  me,  O  God,  from  waves  that  roll, 
O     And  prefs  to  overwhelm  my  foul. 

2  With  painful  fteps  in  mire  I  tread, 
And  deluges  o'erflow  my  head. 

3  With  reiliefs  cries  my  fpirits  faint  ; 

My  voice  is  hoarfe  with  long  complaint  ; 
My  fight  decays  with  tedious  pain, 
Whilft  for  my  God  I  wait  in  vain. 

4  My  hairs,  though  nuna'rous,  are  but  few, 
Cornpar'd  with  foes  that  me  purfue 
With  groundless  hate  grown  now  of  might, 
To  execute  their  lawlefs  fpite  ; 

They  force  me  guiltlefs,  to  reiign, 
As  rapine,  what  by  right  was  mine. 

5  Thou,  Lord,  my  foolilhnefs  doft  fee, 
Nor  are  my  fins  conceal'd  from  thee. 

6  Lord  God  of  hoafts,  take  timely  care, 
Left  for  my  fake  thy  faints  defpair  : 

7  Since  I  have  fufTer'd  for  thy  name 
Reproach,  and  hid  my  face  in  fliame  ; 


P  S  A  L  M.   LXIX.  117 

$  A  Granger  to  my  country  grown, 
Nor  to  my  neareil  kindred  known  ; 
A  foreigner,  expos'd  to  fcorn 
By  brethren  of  my  mother  born. 

9  For  zeal  to  thy  lov'd  houfe  and  name, 
Confumes  me  like  devouring  flame  ; 
Concerned  at  their  affronts  to  thee, 
More  than  at  flanders  caft  on  me. 

10  My  very  tears  and  abftinenee, 
They  conftrue  in  a  fpueful  fenfe. 

1 1  When  cloth'd  with  fackcloth  for  their  fake 
They  me  their  common  proverb  make. 

12  Their  judges  make  my  wrongs  their  jeft, 
Thofe  wrongs  they  ought  to  have  redrefs'd» 
How  friould  I  then  expec~h  to  be 

From  libels  of  lewd  drunkards  free  ? 

1 3  But,  Lord,  to  thee  I  will  repair 

For  help,  with  humble,  timely  pray'r : 
Relieve  me  from  thy  mercy's  itore  : 
Difplay  thy  truth's  preferring  po.v'r. 

14  From  threat'ning  dangers  me  relieve, 
And  from  the  mire  my  feet  retrieve, 
From  fpiteful  foes  in  fafety  keep, 
Andfnatch  me  from  the  raging  deep. 

15  Controul  the  deluge,  e'er  it  fpread, 
And  roll  its  waves  above  my  head  ; 
Nor  deep  deftru&ion's  yawning  pit 
To  clofe  her  jaws  on  me  permit. 

16  Lord,  hear  the  humble  pray'r  I  make^ 
For  thy  tranfcending  goodnefs'  fake  j 
Relieve  thy  fupplicant  once  more 
From  thy  abounding  mercy's  ftore* 


nS  PSALM    LXIX. 

1 7  Nor  from  thy  fervant  hide  thy  face  ; 
Make  hafte,  for  defp'rate  is  my  cafe 

1 8  Thy  tirne]y  fuccoar  interpofe, 

And  iliield  me  from  remorfeiefs  foes. 

19  Thou  know 'ft  what  infamy  and  fcorn 
I  from  my  enemies  have  borne ; 

Nor  can  their  clofe  dUTembled  fpite, 
Or  darkeft  plots  efcape  thy  fight. 

20  Reproach  and  grief  have  broke  my  hearts 
I  look'd  for  forne  to  take  my  part, 

To  pity,  or  relieve  my  pain  ; 
But  look"d  alas  !  for  both  in  vain. 

2i  With  hunger  pin'd  for  food  I  call  ; 
Trjftead  of  food,  they  give  me  gall  : 
And  when  with  third  my  fpirits  link, 
They  give  me  vinegar  to  drink. 

22  Their  tables  therefore  to  their  health 
Shall  prove  a  fnare,  a  trap  their  wealth  j 

23  Perpetual  darknefs  ^eize  their  eyes  ; 
And  fudden  blafts  their  hopes  furprife. 

2iOn  them  thou  malt  thy  fury  pour, 
'Till  thy  fierce  wrath  their  race  devour"  » 

25  And  make  their  houfe  a  slifmal  cell, 
Where  none  will  e'er  vouchfafe  to  dwell. 

26  For  new  <- fHic~tions  they  procur'd 
For  him  who  had  thy  ftripes  endur'd  ; 

And  made  the  wounds  thy  fcourge  had  torn; 
To  bleed  afrefli  with  Iharper  fcorn. 

27  Sin  mall  to  fin  their  fteps  betray, 
'Till  they  to  truth  have  loft  the  way. 

28  From  life  thou  malt  exclude  their  foul>> 
Nor  with  the  juft  their  names  enrol, 


P  S  A  L  M    LXX.  119 

29  But  me,  howe'er  diftrefs'd  and  poor, 
Thy  ftrong  falvation  fhall  rcftore  : 

30  Thy  pow'r  with  fongs  I'll  then  proclaim, 
And  celebrate  with  thanks  thy  na  te. 

3 1  Our  God  (hall  this  more  highly  prize, 
Than  herds  or  flocks  in  faeriiice  : 

32  Which  humble  faints  with  joy  mail  fee, 
And  hope  for  like  redrefs  with  me. 

33  For  God  regards  the  poor's  complaint  j 
Sets  pris'ners  free  from  clofe  reilraiat. 

34  Let  heav'n,  earth,  fea,  their  voices  raife, 
And  all  the  world  refound  his  praife. 

35  For  God  will  Swns,  walls  eredl: ; 
Fair  Judatis  cities  he'll  protect ; 
'Till  all  her  JEcatter'd  fons  repair 
To  undifturb'd  pofTeffion  there. 

36  This  blefiing  they  (hall,  at  their  death, 
To  their  religious  heirs  bequeath  • 
And  they  to  endlefs  ages  more, 

Of  fuch  as  his  blefi:  name  adore. 

IPf&lili  LXX.    Long  metre. 

1  iT"\LORD,  to  my  relief  draw  near  • 
V^     For  never  was  more  preffincr  need  : 
l*or  my  deliv  ranee,  Lord,  appear 

And  add  to  that  deliv 'ranee  fpeed. 

2  Confufion  on  their  heads  return  ; 

Who  to  deftroy  my  foul  combine  : 
Let  them,  defeated,  blufh  and  mourn, 
Enfnar'd  in  their  own  vile,  defign. 
3  Their  doom  let  dofolation  be  ; 

With  (name  their  malice  be  repaid, 
Who  mock'd  my  coniider.ee  in  thee, 
And  fport  of  rav  afFiicTions  Made  ; 


i2o        Psalm  lxxi. 

4  While  thofe  who  humbly  feek  thy  face.; 

To  joyful  triumphs  (hall  be  rais'd  ; 
An  i  all,  who  prize  thy  faving  grace, 

With  me  mall  ling — the  Lord  be  prais'd. 

5  Thus  wretched  though  I  am,  and  poor, 

The  mighty  Lord  of  me  takes  care  : 
Thcu,  God,  who  only  cari'ft  reftore, 
To  my  relief  with  fpeed^repair* 

JPC&tnt  LXXI.  Common  metre. 

i    IN  thee  I  put  my  ftedfaft  truft  ; 

2  JL     Defend  me,  Lord,  from  fhame  : 
Incline  thine  ear,  and  fave  my  foul  j 

For  righteous  is  thy  name. 

3  Be  thou  my  ftrong  abiding  place, 

To  which  I  may  refort  : 
'Tis  thy  decree  that  keeps  me  fafe  | 
Thou  art  my  rock  and  fcrt. 

4,  5  Frcm  cruel  and  ungodly  men 
Protect  and  fet  me  free  ; 
For  from  my  earlieft  youth  'till  now, 
My  hope  has  been  in  thee. 

6  Thy  conftant  care  did  f:iely  guard 

My  tender  infant  days  ; 
Thou  took'il  me  from  my  mother's  womb 

To  fing  thy  coqftant  praife. 
7>  8  While  fome  on  me  with  wonder  g?ze. 

Thy  hand  fupports  me  flill  : 
Thy  honour  therefore,  and  thy  praife, 

My  mouth  (hall  always  fill. 
$  Reject  not  then  thy  fervant,  Lord, 

WJien  I  with  age  decay  : 
Forfake  me  not,  when  worn  with  years. 

My  vigour  fades  away, 


PSALM    LXXI.  121 

io  My  foes,  againfl  my  fame  and  me, 
With  crafty  malice  fpeak  ; 
Againfl  my  foul  they  lay  their  fnares> 
And  mutual  council  take. 
n  **  His  God,  fay  they  forfikes  him  no\* 
"  On  whom  he  did  rely  : 
"  Purfue  and  takg  him,  w'  ilft  no  hope 
"  Of  timely  aid  is  nigh." 
\2  Bat  thou,  my  God,  withdraw  not  far, 

For  fpeedy  help  I  call  ; 
?3  To  Ihame  and  ruin  bring  my  foes, 

That  feek  to  work  my  fall. 
[4  But  as  for  me,  my  ftedfaft  hope 
Shall  on  thy  pow'r  depend  ; 
And  I  in  grateful  fongs  of  praife, 
My  time  to  come  will  fpend. 
PART    II. 
15  Thy  righteous  acls  and  faving  health 
My  mouth  mall  ftill  declare  ; 
Unable  yet  to  count  them  all, 
Though  fum'd  with  utmoft  care. 
i6  While  God  vouchfafes  me  his  fupporr, 
I'll  in  his  ftrength  go  on  ; 
All  other  righteoumefs  difjlaim, 
And  mention  his  alone. 
'J  Thou  Lord,  haft  taught  me  from  my  youth 
To  praife  thy  glorious  name  : 
And  ever  flnce  thy  wond'rous  works 
Have  been  my  conftant  theme. 
r  $  Then  now  forfake  me  not,  when  I 
Am  grey  and  fscble  grown  ; 
'Till  I  to  thefe  and  future  times, 

Thy  ftrength  and  pow'r  have  fh«wn,   r 


122  PSALM    LXX1L 

19  How  high  thy,  juftice  (bars,  O  God  ; 

How  groat  and  wond'rous  are 
The  mighty  works  which  thou  haft  done  !! 
Who  may  with  thee  compare  ! 

20  Me,  whom  thy  hand  has  foiely  prefs'd, 

Thy  grace  fhall  yet  relieve  : 
And  from  the  lowed  depth  of  woe 
With  tender  care  retrieve. 

21  Through  thee,  my  time  to  come  (hall  be 

With  pow'r  and  greatneis  crown'd  ; 
And  me,  who  difmal  years  have  paf/d, 
Thy  comforts  fhall  furround  : 
iz  Therefore  with  pf.dterv  and  harp, 
Thy  truth,  O  Lord,  I'll  praife  ; 
To  thee,  the  God  of  Jacob's  race, 
My  voice  in  anthems  raife.     . 
23  Then  joy  fhall  fill  my  mouth,  and  fongs 
Employ  my  cheerful  voice  ; 
My  grateful  foul,  by  thee  redeem'.:, 
Shall  iu  thy  ftrength  rejoice. 
24.  My.  tongue  thy  jult  and  righteous  acls 
Shall  all  the  day  proclaim  ; 
Eecaufe  thou  did'ft  confound  my  foes, 
And  brought' it  them  all  to  ma  me. 

jpfalm  LXXII.    Common  metre, 

1  T    ORD,  let  thy  juft  decrees  the  king 
JLj     In  all  his  ways  direel ; 

And  let  his  fon,  throughout  hi?  reign. 
Thy  righteous  laws  refpect. 

2  Somali  he  Mill  thy  people  jii  : 

With  pure  and  upright  mir,4, 
Whilft  all  the  helplefs  poor  Mi  hirn 
Their  juft  proteclor  find. 


PSALM    LXXII.  123 

3  Then  hills  and  mountains  fnall  bring  forth 
The  happy  fruits  of  peace  ; 
Which  all  the  land  fhall  own  to  be 
The  work  of  rigb.teoufnefs  : 
4.  Whilll  he  the  poor  and  needy  race 
Shall  rule  with  gentle  fway, 
And  from  their  humble  neck  fhall  take 
Oppreffive  yokes  away. 

5  In  ev'ry  heart,  thy  awful  fear 

Shall  then  be  rooted  faft, 
As  long  as  fun  and  moon  endure, 
Or  time  itfelf  fnall  laft. 

6  He  fhall  defcend  like  rain  that  cheers 

The  meadows  fecond  birth  ; 
Or  like  warm  fnow'rs  whofe  gentle  drops 
Refreih  the  thirfty  earth. 

7  In  .his  bleft  days  the  jud  and  good 

Shall  be  with  favour  crown'd  ; 
The  happy  land  fhall  every  where 
With  endiefs  peace  abound. 

8  His  uncontrolled  dominion  fhall 

From  fea  to  fea  extend  ; 
Begin  at  proud  Euphrates'  ftreamsj 
At  nature's  limits  eridl 

9  To  him  the  favage  nations  round 

Shall  bow  their  fervile  heads  : 
His  vanquifh'd  fees  fhall  lick  the  dufra 
Where  he  his  conqueft  fp reads  : 
io  The  kings  of  Tarjhi/hi  and  the  iflesp 
Shall  cofily  prefents  bring  ; 
From  fpicy  Sheba  gifts  lhall  come* 
And  wealthy  Saba's  king, 
L  2 


124.  PSALM    LXXII. 

1 1  To  him  (ball  every  king  on  earth 

His  humble  homage  pay  ; 
And  differing  nations  gladly  join 
To  own  his  righteous  fway. 

1 2  For  he  mall  fet  the  needy  Free, 

When  they  for  fuccour  cry  ; 
Shall  fave  the  helplefs,  and  the  poor^ 
And  all  their  wants  fupply. 

PART    II. 

13  His  providence  for  needy  fouls. 

Shall  due  fupplies  prepare  : 
And  over  their  defencelefs  lives 
Shall  watch  wfth  tender  care, 

14  He  mall  preferve  and  keep  their  fouls 

From  fraud  and  rapine  free  ; 
And  in  his  fi^ht,  their  guiltlefs  blood 

Of  mighty  price  fhnll  be. 
75  Therefore  lhall  God,  his  life  and  xeiga 

To  many  years  extend  ; 
Whilfl  eaftern  princes  tribute  pay, 

And  gulden  pre ferrts  lend. 
For  him  lhall  conftant  pray'rs  be  made 

Through  all  his  profp'rous  days  : 
His  juft  dominion  mall  aff:>rd 

A  lafting  theme  of  praife. 

i  6  Of  ufeful  grain,  through  all  theland^ 

Great  plenty  lhall  appear  ; 
A  handful  fownon  mountain  tops 

A  mighty  crop  (hall  bear  : 
Its  fruit,  like  cedars  fhook  by  wjnd%> 

A  rattling  noife  lhall  yield  : 
The  city  too  lhall  thrive,  and  vie 

For  plenty  with  the  field. 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXIII.  i2> 

17  The  mem'ry  of  his  glorious  name 
Through  endlefs  years  (hall  run  ; 
His  fpotlefs  fame  (hall  mine  as  bright 

And  lafting  as  the  fun. 
In  him  the  nations  of  the  world 

Shall  be  completely  blefs'd 
And  his  unbounded  happinefs 
By  ev'ry  tongue  confefVd. 
1 3  Then  blelVd  be  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 
The  God  whom  Ifrael  fears  ; 
Who  only  wond'rous  in  his  works. 
Beyond  compare  appears. 
19  Let  earth  be  with  his  glory  fill'd  % 
For  ever  blefs  his  name  ; 
Whilft  to  his  praife  the  lift'ning  world 
Their  glad  affent  proclaim. 

~~  Pfalm  LXXIII.  Long  metre. 

1      A   T  length  by  certain  proofs,  'tis  plain 
l\.     That  God  will  to  his  faints  be  kind  j 
That  all  whofe  hearts  are  pure  and  clean  ; 
Shall  bis  protecting  favour  find. 
2,  3   'Till  this  fuftaining  truth  I  knew, 

My  ftagg'ring  feet  had  almoft  fail'd  : 
I  griev'd,  the  miners  wealth  to  view, 
And  envy -d  when  the  fools  prevailed. 
4,  5  They  to  the  grave  in  peace  deicend, 

And,  whilft  they  live,  are  hale  and  iirong; 
No  plague  cr  trouble  them  offend, 
Which -oft  to  other  men  belong. 
6,  7  With  pride,  zs  with  a  chain,  they're  held3 
And  rapine  fesms  their  robe  of  (late  ; 
Their  eyes  Handout,  with  fatnefs  fweli'd 
They  grow,  beyond  their  wilhss  great^ 
*3 


iz6  PSALM     LXXI1I. 

8,  9  With  hearts  corrupt,  and  lofty  talk, 
OppreiTive  methods  they  defend  ; 
Their  tongue  thro'  all  the  earth  dees  walk, 
Their  blafphemies  to  heav'n  afcend. 
io  And  yet  admiring  crouds  are  found, 
Who  fervile  vilits  duly  make  ; 
Becaufe  with  plentv  they  abound, 

Of  which  their  flatt'ring  flares  partake 

1 1  Their  fond  opinions  thefe  purfue, 

'Till  they  with  rh^m  profanely  cry, 
"  How  mould  the  Lord  our  actions  view  ? 
Can  he  perceive  who  dwells  fo  high  ?" 

1 2  Behold  the  wicked  !  thefe  are  they 

Who  openly  their  fins  profefs  ; 
And  yet  their  wealth's  increas'd  each  day, 
And  all  their  actions  meet  fuccefs. 

13,  14  "  Then  have  I  cleansM  my  heart  (faid  I) 
And  wahVd  my  hands  from  guilt,  in  vain, 
If  all  the  day  opprefs'd  I  lie, 

And  every  morning  fufFer  pain.*' 
1 5  Thus  did  I  once  to  fpeak  intend  : 
But  if  fuch  things  I  ralhly  fay. 
Thy  children,  Lord,  I  muft  offend, 
And  bafely  mould  their  caufe  betray. 

PART    II. 

16, 17  To  fathom  this,  my  thoughts  I  bent^ 
But  found  the  cafe  too  hard  for  me  ; 
'Till  to  the  houfe  of  God  I  went : 
Then  I,  their  end  did  plainly  fee. 
J  8  How  high  foe'er  advane'd,  they  all 
On  flip'ry  places  loofelr  ftand  ; 
Thence  into  ruin  headlong  fall, 
Call  down  by  thine  avenging  hand. 


i*  5  A  L  M  LXXIV.  127 

19,  20  How  dreadful  and  how  quick  their  fate! 
Defpis'd  by  thee,  when  they're  deftroy'd, 
As  waking  men  with  fcorn  do  treat 

The  fancies  that  their  dreams  employ 'd„ 
2I>  22  Thus  was  my  heart  with  grief  opprcft, 
My  reins  were  racked  with  reliefs  pains 
S?  ftupid  was  I  like  a  beafl. 

Who  no  reflecting  thought  retains, 
z$i  24  Yet  (till  thy  .prefence  me  fapply'd. 
And  thy  right  hand  afliftanc?  gave ; 
'piou  fjrft  malt  with  thy  counfei  guide5 
And  ti\zvi  to  glory  me  receive. 

25  Whom  then  in  heav'n  but  thee  alone 

Have  I  whofe  favour  I  require  ? 
Throughout  the  fpacious  earth  there's  none. 
That  I  befides  thee  can  defire. 

26  My  trembling  flelk  and  aching  heart. 

May  often  fail  to  fuccour  me  ; 
But  God  mall  inward  ftrength  impart. 

And  my  eternal  portion  be. 
'27  For  they  that  far  from  thee  remove, 

Shall  into  fudden  ruin  fall : 
If  after  other  gods  they  rove, 

Thy  vengeance  mall  deftroy  them  alt, 

28  But  as  for  me,  'tis  good  and  juft, 
That  I  mould  ftill  to  God  repair  ; 
In  him  I  always  put  my  truft, 

And  will  his  wond'rous  works  declare, 

JjpfttltTl  LXXIV.    Common  metre. 

I   TI7HY  haft  thou  caft  us  off,  O  God  ? 
V  V       Wilt  thou  no  more  return  \ 
Q  !  why  againft  thy  chofen  flock 
Does  thy  fierce  anger  bum  \ 


123  PSALM    LXXIV, 

2  Think  on  thy  ancient  purchafe,  Lord., 

The  land  that  is  thy  own, 
By  thee  redeem'd  ;  and  Sion's  mount, 
Where  once  thy  glory  llior.e. 

3  Oh,  come  and  view  our  ruin'd  ftr.te  ! 

How  long  our  troubles  lad  I 

See  how  the  foe  with  wicked  rage 

Has  laid  thy  temple  wafte  ! 

4  Thy  foes  blafpheme  thy  name  ;  where  late 

Thy  zealous  fervants  pray'd, 
The  heathen  there,  with  haughty  pomp, 
Their  banners  have  difplay'd. 

j,  6  Thofe  curious  carvings,  which  did  one? 
Advance  the  artift's  lame, 
With  ax  and  hammer  they  deftroy, 
Like  works  of  vulgar  frame. 
*j  Thy  holy  temple  they  have  burnt  ; 
And  what  efcap'd  the  flame, 
Has  been  prcfan'd,  and  quite  defaced? 
Though  facred  to  thy  name. 

5  Thy  worfhip  wholly  to  deftroj 

Maliciouflfy  they  aim'd  ; 
And  all  the  facred  places  buro*d, 

Where  we  thy  praife  prcclaim'd. 
9  Yet  of  thy  prefence  thou  vouchfaf'ffc 

No  tender  figns  to  fend  : 
We  have  no  prophet  now,  that  knows 

When  this  fad  ftate  fhall  end. 

P  A  R  T   IT. 

io  But,  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  permit 
Th'  infuiting  foe  to  boail  ? 
Shall  all  the  honour  c^  thy  name 
For  evermore  be  lolt  I 


P  S  J  L  M    LXXIV.  129 

1 1  Why  hold'ft  thou  back  thy  ftrong  right  hand, 
And  on  thy  patient  breaft, 
When  vengeance  calls  to  ftretch  it  forth, 
So  calmly  lett'ft  it  reft  ? 
%Z  Thou  heretofore  with  kingly  pow'r 
In  our  defence  haft  fought  ; 
For  us  throughout  the.  wond'ring  worldj, 
Has  great  falvation  wrought. 
j  3  'Twas  thou,  O  God,  that  didft  the  fea. 
By  thy  own  ftrength  divide  : 
Thou  break'ft  the  wat'ry  monfter's  head3 
The  waves  o'ervvhelm'd  their  pride. 

54  The  greateftj  fiercer*  of  them  all 
TJbat  feem'd  the  deep  to  fvvay, 
Was  by  thy  pow'r  deftroy'd,  arid  made 
To  favage  heads  a  prey. 

15  Thou  cleav'ft  the  folid  rock,  and  mad'ft 

The  waters  largely  flow  : 
Again,  thou  mad'ft  through  parted  ftreams^ 
Thy  wand 'ring  people  go. 

16  Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  and  thine 

The  black  return  of  night  ; 
Thou  haft  prepar'd  the  glorious  fun9 

And  ev'ry  feebler  light. 
2 1  By  thee  the  borders  of  the  earth 

In  perfect  order  ftand  : 
The  fummer's  warmth,  and  winter's  cold^, 

Attend  on  thy  command. 

PART    III. 
18  Remember,  Lord,  how  fcornful  fees 
Have  daily  urg'd  our  fhame  ; 
And'  how  the  foolifh  people  have 
BlafplieiB'd  thy  holy  name* 


i3o  PSALM    LXXV. 

19  O,  free  thy  mourning  turtle  dove, 

By  fmful  crowds  befet  ; 
Nor  the  aflembly  of  thy  poor 
For  evermore  Forget, 

20  Thy  aJTcient  cov'nant,  Lord,  regard. 

And  make  thy  promife  good  ; 
For  now  each  corner  of  the  land 
Is  fill'd  with  men  of  blocd. 

21  O  let  not  the  opprefs'd  return, 

With  forrow  cloth/d,  and  ihame  ; 
But  let  the  helplefs  and  the  poor 
For  ever  praife  thy  name. 

22  Arife,  O  God,  in  our  behalf; 

Thy  caufe  and  curs  maintain  : 
Remember  hew  infnltmg  fools 
.  „      Each  day  thy  narr.e  profane-! 

23  Make  thou  the  boatings  of  thy  foe?. 

For  ever,  Lor<i,  to  ceafe  ; 
WhoTe  infolencej  if  unchaftis'd, 
Will  more  and  more  increafe. 

JpfalHl  LXXV.    Common  metre, 

1  rrO  thee,  O  God,  we  render  praife, 

X       To  thee  with  thanks  repair  ; 
For,  that  thy  name  to  us  is  nigh, 
Thy  wond'rous  works  declare. 

2  In  ifril  when  my  throne  is  fix'd, 

With  me  fhall  juftke  reign  ; 

3  The  land  with  difcord  faakes,  but  I 

The  inking  frame  fuftain. 
4.  Deluded,  wretches  I  ad vis'd 
Theii  errours  to  redrefs  ! 
And  wan'd  bold  finners,  that  they  fhouM 
Theii  fwelling  pride  lupprefs. 


P  S  A  I  M.  LXXVL  132 

5  Bear  not  yourfelves  fo  high,  as  if 
No  pow'r  could  your's  reftrain  : 

Submit  your  ftubborn  necks,  and  learn 
To  fpeak  with  lefs  difdain  : 

6  For  that  promotion,  which  to  gain5 
Your  vain  ambition  ftrives, 

From  neither  eaft,  nor  weft,  nor  yet 

From  fouthern  dimes  arrives. 
•7  For  God  the  great  difpofer  is 

And  fov'reign  judge  alone, 
Who  cafts  the  proud  to  earth,  and  Hits 

The  humble  to  a  throne. 

8  His  hand  holds  forth  a  dreadful  cup  j 
With  purple  wine  'tis  crown'd  ; 

The  deadly  mixture,  which  his  wrath 

Deals  out  to  nations  round. 
Cfthis  his  faints  fcmetimes  may  tafte  j 

But  wicked  men  mall  fqueeze 
Their  bitter  dregs,  and  be  condernn'd 

To  drink  the  very  lees. 

9  His  prophet  I,  to  all  the  world 
This  mef&ge  will  relate  : 

The  juftice  then  of  Jacob's  God 

My  ibng  (hall  celebrate. 
.10  The  wicked's  pride  I  will  reduce^ 

Their  cruelty  difirm  ; 
Exalt  thejuft,  and  feat  him  high, 

Above  the  reach  of  harm. 

$>falm  LXXVL  Particular  metre. 

1    T  N  Jidah  the  Almighty's  known 

A     (Almighty,  there,  by  wonder  ihown  :} 
Hiv  name  in  Jacob  does  excel . 


132  PSALMS  XXVI. 

2  His  fanftu'ry  in  Salem  (lands  ; 

The  majefty  that  heav'n  commands* 
•  In  Sion  conuefcends  to  dwell. 

3  He  brake  the  how  and  arrows  there, 

The  Ihieid,  the  temper'd  fword  and  fpearf 
There  {lain  the  mighty  army  lay  : 

4  Whence  Sions  fame  through  earth  is  fpread, 
Of  greater  glory,  greater  dread, 

Than  hills  where  robbers  lodge  th&r  prey, 

5  Their  valiant  chiefs,  who  came  for  lpui  , 

Themfelves  met  there  a  fhameful  foil  : 
Securely  down  to  fteep  they  lay  ; 

But  wak'd  no  more  their  ilouteft  band 

Ne'er  lifted  one  refilling  hand 

'Gainil  his  that  did  their  legions  flay. 

6  When  Jacobs  God  began  to  frown, 
Both  horfe  and  charioteers  overthrown; 

Together  flept  in  endlefs  night. 

7  When  thou,  whom  earth  and  heav'n  revere 
Do'l  once  with  wrathful  look  appear, 

What  mortal  pow'r  can  (land  thy  fight  ? 

8  Pronoimc'd  from  heav'n,  earth  heard  its  doom 
Grew  huiVd  with  fear  when  thou  didft  come, 

9  The  meek  with  juftice  to  reitore. 

1 6  The  wrath  of  man  fhall  yield  thee  praife  ; 
Its  lad  attempts  but  ferve  to  raife 
The  triumphs  of  almighty  pow'r. 

1 1  Vow  to  the  Lord  :   Ye  nations  bring 
Vow  d  prcfents  toth'  eternal  king  : 
Thus  to  his  name  due  rev'rence  pay. 


PSALM  LXXVII.  i$$ 

12  Who  proudeft  potentates  can  quell, 
To  earthly  kings  more  terrible, 

Than,  to  their  trembling  fubjecls,  they, 

jpfalm  LXXVII.    Coijunon  metre, 

i   r~P,0  God  I  cry'd,  who  to  my  help 
JL     Did  gracioufly  repair ; 

2  In  trouble's  difmal  day  I  fought 

-  My  God  with  humble  pray'ry 
All  night  my  feft'ring  wound  did  run  5 

No  med'cine  gave  relief  : 
My  foul  no  comfort  would  admit, 

My  foul  induig'd  her  grief. 

3  I  thought  on  God,  and  favours  pafs'd  2 

But  that  increas'd  my  pain  : 

I  found  my  fpirit  more  opprefs/d, 

The  more  I  did  complain. 

4  Through  ev'ry  watch  of  tedious  night 

Thou  keep'ft  my  eyes  awake  ; 
My  grief  is  fwell'd  to  that  excefs, 
I  figh,  but  cannot  fpeak. 
£  I  call'd  to  mind  the  days  of  old, 
With  iignal  mercy  crown'd  j 
Thofe  famous  years  of  ancient  timesj 
For  miracles  renown'd. 
6  By  night  I  recoiled  my  fongs, 
On  former  triumphs  marie  ; 
Then  fearch,  confult,  and  alk  my  heart? 
Where's  now  that  wond'rous  aid  t 
^  Has  God  for  ever  call  us  off  ? 

Withdrawn  his  favour  quite  ? 
%  Are  both  his  mercy  and  his  truth, 
Retir'd  to  endlefs  night  I 
U 


J  34  PSALM    LXXVIL 

9  Can  his  long  praclis'd  love  forget 
Its  wonted  aids  to  bring  ? 
Has  he  in  wrath  fhut  up  and  feal'd 
His  mercy's  healing  fpring  ? 

io  I  faid,  my  weaknefs  hints  thefe  fears  £ 
But  I'll  my  fears  dill) and  ; 
I'll  yet  resnember  the  Moil  High, 
And  years  of  his  right  hard. 

1 1  I'll  call  to  mind  his  works  of  old, 

The  wonders  of  his  might  ; 

12  On  them  my  heart  mall  meditate, 

My  tongue  mall  them  recite. 

13  Safe  lo ig'd  from  human  fearch  on  high, 

O  God,  thy  counfels  are  ! 
Who  is  fo  great  a  God  as  ours  ? 
Who  can  with  him  compare  ? 

14  Long  fmce  a  God  of  wonders  thee 

Thy  refcu'd  people  found  : 

1 5  Long  fmce  haft  thou  thy  chofen  feed 

With  ftrong  deliv'rance  crown'd. 

16  When  thee,  O  God,  the  waters  faw, 

The  frighted  billows  fhrunk  : 
The  troubled  depths  themfelves,  for  fear 
Beneath  their  channels  funk. 
57  The  clouds  pour'd  down  while  rending  Ikies 
Did  with  their  noife  confpire, 
Thy  arrows  all  abroad  were  ferrt, 
Wing'd  with  avenging  fire. 

* g  Heav'n  with  thy  thunder's  voice  was  torn 
Whilft  all  the  lower  world 
With    lightning   blaz'd,    earth   mock,    and 
From  her  foundations  Huri'd.         [feera'd 


PSALM    LXXVIII.         135 
£9  Through  rolling ftreams  thou  find'ft  thy  way* 
Thy  paths  in  waters  lie  ; 
Thy  wdnd'rous  paffage,  where  no  fight 
Thy  footfteps  can  defcry. 
20  Thcu  led'fl  ihy  people  like  a  flock  j 
Safe  through  the  defart  land, 
By  Mo/?s,  their  meek  ikilful  guide, 
And  Parous  facred  hand, 

Jpfaftll  LXXVIII.  Common  metre. 

1  T  TEAR,  O  my  people  to  my  law, 
JLJ.     Devout  attention  lend  ; 

Let  the  inftrudtion  of  my  mouth 
Deep  in  your  hearts  defcend. 

2  Ny  tongue,  by  infpiraticn  taught,, 

Shall  parables  unfold, 
Dark  oracles,  but  underilood, 
And  own'd  for  truth's  of  old  5 

3  Which  we  from  facred  regiflers 

Of  ancient  times  have  known, 
And  our  foref  triers'  pious  care 

To  us  has  handed  down. 
4.  We  will  not  hide  them  from  our  fens  % 

Our  offspring  mall  be  taught 
The  praifes  of  the  Lord,  whofe  ftrength 

Has  works  of  wonders  wrought. 

5  For  Jacob  he  this  law  ordain'd, 

This  league  with  Ifrel  made  ; 
WTith  charge,  to  be  from  age  to  age, 
From  race  to  race  convey'd. 

6  That  generations  yet  to  come, 

Should  to  their  unborn  heirs  * 

Religioufly  tranfmit  the  fame3 
And  they  again  to  theirs* 
M  s 


i36  PSA  L  M    LXXVI1I. 

7  To  teach  them  that  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  fecurely  ftands  ; 
That  they  (hould  ne'er  his  works  forget, 
But  keep  his  juft  commands. 

8  Left,  like  their  fathers,  they  might  prove 

A  ft  iff  rebellious  race, 
Falfe  hearted  fickle  to  their  God, 
Unftedfaft  in  his  grace. 

9  Such  were  revolting  Ephraim*s>  fons 

Who  though  to  warfare  bred, 
And  fkilful  archers  arm'd  with  bows, 
From  field  ignobly  fled. 
io,  ii  They  faliify'd  their  league  with  God, 
His  orders  difobey'd, 
Forgot  his  works  and  miracles 
Before  their  eyes  difplay'd. 

s  1  Nor  wonders,  which  their  fathers  fawj 
Did  they  in  mind  retain  ; 
Prodigious  things  in  Egypt  done, 
And  Zoans  fertile  plain. 

13  He  cut  the  feas  to  let  them  pafs, 

Reftrain'J  the  prefling  flood  ; 
While  pii'd  on  heaps  on  either  fide 
The  folid  water  flood. 

14  A  wond'rous  pillar  led  them  on, 

Compos'd  of  (hade  and  light  ; 
A  fhelt'ring  cloud  it  prov'd  by  day, 
A  leading  fire  by  night- 

15  When  drought  opprefs'd  them,  where  no 

The  wildernefsfupplv'd,  [ftream 

He  cleft  the  rock,  whofe  flinty  breaft 
PiiToiv'd  into  a  tide. 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXVIII.         137 

1 6  Streams  from  the  fclid  rock  he  brought 
Which  down  in  rivers  fell, 
That  traveling  with  their  eamps  each  day 
Renew'd  the  miracle. 
.17  Yet  there  they  finn'd  againft  him  more*, 
Provoking  the  Moft  High  ; 
In  that  fame  defart  whe're  he  did 
Their  fainting  fouls  fupply. 

1 3  They  firft  incens'd  him  in  their  hearts? 
That  did  his  pow'r  diftruft, 
And  long'd  for  meat,  nor  urg'd  by  want  | 
But  to  indulge  their  luft. 
19  Then  utter'd  their  blafph£ming  doubts, 
"  Can  God j  fay  they,  prepare 
A  table  in  the  vvildernefs, 
Set  cut  with  various  fare  ? 

2C  "  He  fmote  the  flinty  rock  (tis  true) 
And  gufning  dreams  enfu'd  ; 
But  can  he  corn  and  flefh  provide 
For  fuch  a  multitude  V* 

21  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard  j 

From  heav'n  avenging  flame 
On  Jacob  fell  confuming  wrath 
On  thanklefs  Jfr'el  came. 

22  Becaufe their  unbelieving  hearts 

la  God  would  not  confide, 
Nor  trull  his  care,  who  had  from  heav'n       ' 
Their  wants  fo  oft  fupply 'd  : 
25  Though  he  had  made  his  clouds  discharge 
Provisions  down  inffaow'is  ; 
And  when  earth  fail'd,  relieved  their  needs 
Fraifi  his.  celeflial  {lores 
M  a 


138         PSALM    LXXVIII. 

24.  Though  tafteful  manna  was  rain'd  down 
Their  hunger  to  relieve  ; 
Though  from  the  ftores  of  heav'n  they,  did 
Suitaining  corn  receive. 

25  Thus  man  with  angels'  facred  food, 

Ungrateful  man,  was  fed  ; 
Not  fparirgly,  for  fall  they  found 
A  plenteous  table  fpread. 

26  From  heav'n  he  made  an  eaft  wind  blow, 
■  Then  did  the  fouth  command 

27  To  rain  down  flelh  like  duft,  and  fowls 

Like  fea's  unnumber'd  fand. 

28  Within  their  trenches  he  let  fall 

The  lufcicus  eafy  prey, 
And  all  around  their  fpreading  camp 
The  feathered  booty  lay. 

29  They  fed,  were  fill'd,  he  gave  them  leave 

Their  appetites  to  feaft  ; 
30,  31  Yet  ftill  their  wanton  luft  crav'd  on, 

Nor  with  their  hunger  ceas'd  : 
But  'whilft,  in  their  luxurious  mouths, 

They  did  their  dainties  chew, 
The  wrath  of  God  fmote  down  their  chiefs, 

And  I/rae/'s  chofen  flew. 

PART    II. 

32  Yet  ftiil  they  finn'd,  nor  would  afford 

His  miracles  belief  ; 
^l  Therefore  through  fruitlefs  travels  he 

Confum'd  their  lives  in  grief. 

34  When  fome  were  flairs  the  reft  return'd 

To  God  with  earlv  cry  ; 

35  O'vvn'd  him  the  rock  of  their  defence* 

Their  Saviour  God  moil  high. 


PSALM    LXXVIII.  139 

36  But  tliis  was  feign'd  fubmiffion  all, 

Their  heart  their  tongue  bely'd  ; 

37  Their  heart  was  ftill  perverfe,  nor  would 

Firm  in  his  league  abide. 

38  Yet,  lull  of  m^rcy  he  forgave, 

Nor  did  with  death  chafiife  ! 
But  turn'd  his  kindled  wrath  afide, 
Or  would  not  let  it  rife, 

39  For  he  remember'd  they  were  flefh 

That  could  not  long  remain  ; 
A  murmuring  wind  that's  quickly  pair, 
And  ne'er  returns  aguin. 

40  How  oft  did  they  provoke  him  there, 

How  oft  his  patience  grieve, 

In  that  fame  defart  where  he  did 

Their  fainting  fouls  lelieve  ! 

41  They  tempted  him  by  turning  backs 

i\.nd  wickedly  replied  ; 
When  Ifraefs  God  refus'd  to  be 
By  their  defires  eonnVd. 

42  Nor  call'd  to  mind  the  hand  and  day 

That  their  redemption  brought  ; 

43  His  ligns  in  Epypt,  wond'rous  works 

In  Zoan's  valley  wrought. 

44  He  turn'd  their  rivers  into  blood. 

That  man  and  beaft  forbore  ; 

And  rather  choofe  to  die  of  thirlr, 

Than  drink  the  putrid  gore. 

45  He  fent  devouring  fwarms  of  flieSj, 

Hoarfe  frogs  annoy'd  their  foil3    " 

46  Loculls  and  caterpillars  reap'd 
The  harveft  of  their  toil. 


i4c  PSALM    LXXVIII. 

47  Their  vines  with  bat'ring  hail  were  broke 

With  froft  the  fig  tree  dies  : 
43  Lightning  and  hail  made  flocks  and  herds 

One  general  facrifke. 

49  He  turn'd  his  anger  loofe  and  fet 
No  time  for  it  to  ceafe  ; 

And  v.  ith  their  plagues  had  angels  fent 
Their  torments  to  increafe. 

50  He  clear'd  a  paffage  for  his  wrath 
To  ravage  uncontroul'd  ; 

The  mnrrian  on  their  frf  Mings  feiz'd 
In  ev'ry  field  and  fold. 

5 1  The  deadly  pefi:  from  beaft  to  manj 
From  field  to  city  came 

It  flew  their  heirs,  their  eldeft  hopes 
Through  all  the  tents  of  Haw. 

52  But  h^s  own  tribe,  like  folded  mcep* 
He  brought  from  their  defbrefs  ; 

And  them  eondu&ed  like  a  flock. 
Throughout  the  wildernefs, 

53  He  kA  them  on,  and  in  their  way 
No  caufe  of  fear  they  found  ; 

But  march'd  fecufely  through  thofe  deeps 
In  which  their  foes  were  drown'd  : 

54  Nor  ceas'd  his  care  'till  them  he  brougfo 
Safe  to  his  promis'd  land, 

And  to  his  holy  mount,  the  prize 
Of  his  victorious  hand. 

55  To  them  the  outcaft  heathen's  land 
He  did  by  lot  divide  ; 

And  in  their  foes  abandoned  tents., 
Made  Wel\  tribes  refine* 


PSALM    LXXVIII.  141 

PART    III. 

56  Yet  ftill  they  tempted,  ftill  provok'd 

The  wrath  of  God  moft  high  ; 
Nor  would  to  praclife  his  commands 
Their  itubborn  hearts  apply  : 

57  But  in  their  faithlefs  father's  fieps 

Perversely  chofe  to  go  ; 
They  turndM  afide,  like  arrows  fliot 
From  fome  deceitful  bow. 

58  For  him  to  fury  they  provok'd 

With  altars  fet  on  high  : 
And  with  their  graven,  images 
Inflam'd  his  jjealoufy. 

59  When  God  heard  this,  on  ffr'el's  tribes 

His' wrath  and  hatred  fell  ; 

60  He  quitted  <S/5  i/oh,  and  the  tents 

Where  once  he  chofe  to  dwell. 

61  To  vile  captivity  his  ark, 

His  glory  to  difdain, 

62  His  people  to  the  fword  he  gave, 

Nor  would  his  wrath  reilrain. 

63  Deftructive  war  their  ableft  youth 

Untimely  did  confound  : 
No  virgin  was  to  th5  altar  led, 
With  nuptial  garlands  crown'd 

64  In  fight  the  facrificer  fell, 

The  prieft  a  viclim  bled  ; 
And  widows,  who  their  death  mould  mourn, 

Themfelves  of  grief  were  dead. 
£5  Then  as  a  giant  rous'd  from  fleep, 

'Whom  wine  had  throughly  warm' d, 
Shouts  out  aloud — the  Lord  awak'd, 

A.nd  his  proud  foe  alarm'd. 


1 42  PSALM    LXXIX. 

65  Ke  fmote  their  hoft,  that  from  the  field 
A  fcatter'd  remnant  came, 
With  wounds  imprinted  on  their  backs 
Of  everlafting  ihame. 

67  With  conquefts  crown'd,  he  Jofeph'z  tents 

And  Epbraim**  tribe  fcrfook  ; 

68  But  Judab  chofe,  and  S'ions  mount 

For  his  lov'd  dwelling  took. 

69  Kis  temple  he  erected  there, 

With  fpires  exalted  high  : 
While  deep  antl  fix'd  as  that  of  earth 
The  ilrong  foundations  lie, 

70  His  faithful  fervant  David  too; 

Pie  for  his  choice  did  own, 
And  from  the  fheepfokls  him  advancM 
To  ft:  on  Judab'*  throne. 

71  From  teoding  on  the  teeming  ewes, 

He  brought  him  forth  to  feed, 
Kis  own  inheritance,  the  tribes 
Of  Ifr't  /'s  chofen  feed. 

72  Exalted  thus  the  monarch  prov'd 

A  faithful  fhephcrd  (till  ; 
He  f^d  them -with  an  upright  heart, 
And  guided  them  with  Ikill. 

Jplaim  LXXIX.  Common  metre. 

1  T5  EHOLD,  O  God,  how  heathen  holts 
J3      Have  thy  poffeificn  feiz'd  ! 

Thy  (acred  hotrfe  they  have  dehTd,, 
Thy  holy  city  raz'd. 

2  The  mangled  bodies  of  thy  faints, 

Abroad  unburied  lay  : 
Their  flelh  expos'd  to  favage  bealts; 
And  rav'neus  birds  of  prey. 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXIX.  i^ 

j   Quite  fchrojugh  JeruJ'lem  was  their  blood 
Like  common  water  filed  ; 
And  none  were  left  alive  to  pay 
Laft  duties  to  the  dead. 

4  The  neighb'ring  lands  our  fmall  remains 
With  loud  reproaches  wound  ; 

And  we  a  laughing  flock  are  made 
To  idl  the  nations  round, 

j*  How  long  wilt  thou  be  angry,  Lord^ 
Mult  we  forever  mourn  ? 
Shall  thy  devouring  jealous  rage 
Like  fire  for  ever  bum  ? 

5  On  foreign  lands  that  know  not  thee* 

Thy  heavy  vengeance  flaow'r  ; 
Thofe  finful  kingdoms  let  it  crufh, 
That  have  not  own'd  thy  pow'r 

7  For  their  devouring  jaws  have  prey'd 
On  Jacob's  chofen  race  ; 
And  to  a  barren  defait  turn.'d 
Their  fruitful  dwelling  place. 
>  O  think  not  on  our  former  fins, 
But  fpeedily  pretfent 
The  utter  ruin  of  thy  faints, 
ALnoft  with  forrow  fpentV- 

Thou  God  cf  our  falvation  help. 

And  free  our  fouls  from  blame  ; 
So  mall  our  pardon  and  defence 

Exalt  thy  glorious  name. 
3  Let  infidels,  that  fcoffing  fay, 

"  Where  is  the  God  they  bcafl  $" 
In  vengeance  for  thy  ilaughtcr'd  faints, 

Perceive  thee  to  their  coir. 


*.  I    I    I    I  ■  I  ■ 

144.  PSALM    LXXX. 

1 1  Lord,  hear  the  fighing  pris'ner's  moans  3 

Thy  faying  pow'r  extend  ; 
Preferve  the  wretches  doom'd  to  die 
From  that  untimely  end. 

1 2  On  them,  who  us  opprefs,  let  all 

Our  fuff'rings  he  repaid: 
Make  their  confufion  (even  times  more 
Than  what  on  us  they  laid. 

1 3  So  we  thy  people  and  thy  flock, 

Shall  ever  praife  thy  name  : 
And  with  glad  hearts  our  grateful  thanks 
From  age  to  age  proclaim. 

Ipfalm  LXXX.     Long  metre. 

1  /^  rSR'EL's  mepherd,  J^,Vs  guide 
V^  Our  pray'rs  to  thee  vouchfafe  to  hear 
Thou  that  doft  on  the  cherubj  fide, 

Agiin  in  folemn  ftate  appear. 

2  Behold  how  Benjamin  expects, 

With  Ephmim  and  Manajph  join'd, 
In  our  deliv'rance,  the  effects 
Of  thy  reliefs  ftrength  to  find. 

3  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou 

The  juftre  of  thy  face  difplay  ; 
And  all  the  ills  we  fuffer  now, 

Like  fcatrer'd  clouds  fhall  pafs  awaye 

4  O  thou,  whom  heav'nly  hofts  obey, 

How  long  fhall  thy  fierce  anger  burn 
How  long  thy  fuff 'ring  people  pray, 
And  to  their  pray'is  have  no  return. 

5  When  hungry  we  nre  fore'd  to  drench 
Our  fcartfy  food  in  floods  of  woe  : 

Wi  en  dry,  our  rrging  third  we  quench 
With  tfrearos  of  tears  that  largely  flow. 


.PSALM    LXXX,  14; 

6  For  us  the.  heathen  nations  round. 

As  for  a  common  prey,  conteft  i 
Our  foes  with  fpiteful  joy  abound? 
And  at  our  loft  condition  jell. 

7  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou 

The  luftre  of  thy  face  difplay, 
And  all  the  ills  we  fuffer  now, 

Like  fcatter'd  clouds  fhall  pafs  away. 
PART     II. 

8  Thou  brought'ft  a  vine  from  Egypt's  land  j 

And  catting  out  the  heathen  race, 
Didft  plant  it  with  thine  own  right  hand, 
And  firmly  fix'd  it  in  their  place. 

9  Before  it  thou  prepar'dft  the  way, 

And  mad'ft  it  take  a  lafting  root, 
Which,  blefs'd  with  thy  indulgent  ray, 

O'er  all  the  land  did  widely  moot. 
10, 1 1  The  hills  were  cover 'd  with  its  fhade, 

Its  goodly  boughs  did  cedars  feem  : 
Its  branches  to  the  fea  were  fpread, 

And  reach'd  to  proud  Euphrates  ftream. 
1 2  Why  then  haft  thou  its  hedge  o'er  thrown, 

WThich  thou  haft  made  fo  firm  and  ftrong  j 
tVhilft  all  its  grapes,  defencelefs  grown, 
\    Are  pluck'd  by  thofe  that  pafs  along, 
I  f  See  how  the  briftling  foreft  bear 

With  dreadful  fury  lays  it  wafte  : 
Hark  !  how  the  favsge  monfters  roar, 

And  to  their  helplefs  prey  make  haftea 

PART    III. 
?4  To  thee,  O  God  of  hefts,  we  pray 
Thy  wonted  goodnefs,'  Lord,  renew  ; 

N  1 


H6  PSALM    LXXXI. 

From  heav'n  thy  throne  this  vine  furvey, 
And  her  fad  ftate  with  pity  view. 
15  Behold  the  vineyard,  made  by  thee, 

Which  thy  right  hand  did  guard  fo  long  j 

And  keep  that  branch  from  danger  free, 
Which  for  thyfelf  thou  mad'ft  fo  ftrong. 

2  6  To  wafting  flames  'tis  made  a  prey, 

And  all  its  fpreading  boughs  cut  down  : 
At  thy  rebuke  they  foon  decay, 
And  perim  at  thy  dreadful  frown. 

1 7  Crown  thou  the  king  with  good  fuccefs,  ' 

By  thy  right  hand  fecur'd  from  wrong  : 
The  fon  of  man  in  mercy  blefs, 

Whom  for  thyfelf  thou  mad'ft  fo  ftrong. 

1 8  So  fhall  we  ftill  continue  free, 

From  whatfoe'er  deferves  thy  blame  ; 
And  if  once  more  reviv'd  by  thee, 
Will  always  praife  thy  holy  name. 

19  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou, 

The  luftre  of  thy  ftce  difplay, 
And  all  the  ills  we  fufFer  now, 

Like  fcatter'd  clouds  fhall  pafs  away. 

JPfaim  LXXXI.  Common  metre. 

i   nP^O  God,  our  never  failing  ftrength, 
JL       With  loud  applaufes  fing  : 
And  jointly  make  a  cheerful  noife 
To  Jacob's  awful  King. 
2  Compofe  a  hymn  of  praife,  and  touch 
Your  inftruments  of  joy  : 
Let  pickeries  and  pleafaat  harps, 
Your  grateful  ikill  employ. 


PSALM    LXXXL  147 

3  Let  trumpets  at  the  great  new  moon 

Their  cheerful  voices  raife, 

To  celebrate  th*  appointed  time, 

The  iblemn  day  of  praife. 

4  For  this  a  ftatute  was  of  old, 

Which  Jacob's  God  decreed, 
To  be  with  pious  care  obferv'd 
By  Ifr'el's  chofen  feed. 

5  This,  he  for  a  memorial  fix'd, 

When  freed  from  Egypt's  land  ; 
Strange  nations'  barb'rous  fpeech  we  heard> 

But  could  not  underftand. 
£  Your  burden'd  moulders  I  reliev'd, 

(Thus  feem'd  our  God  to  fay) 
Your  fervile  hands  by  me  were  freed 

From  lab'ring  in  the  clay. 
7  Your  anceftors  with  wrongs  opprefs'd, 

To  me  for  aid  did  call : 
With  pity  I  their  fufF'rings  faw, 

And  fet  them  free  from  all. 
They  fought  for  me,  and  from  the  cloud 

In  thunder  I  reply'd  : 
At  Meribatis  contentious  ftream 

Their  faith  and  duty  try'd. 

PART    II. 

3  While  I  my  folemn  will  declare, 
My  chofen  people  hear  : 
If  thou,  O  Ifr'el,  to  my  words 
Wilt  lend  thy  lift'ning  ear  ; 
9  Then  fliall  no  God  befides  myfelf 
Within  thy  coafts  be  found  : 
Nor  (halt  thou  worihip  any  god 
Of  all  die  nations  round, 
N  2 


H«         PSALM    LXXXIL 

10  The  Lord  thy  God  am  I,  who  thee 

Brought  forth  from  Egypt's  land  '* 
'Tis  I,  that  all  thy  juft  defires 
Supply  with  lib'ral  hand. 

1 1  But  they,  my  chofen  race  refus'd 

To  hearken  to  my  voice  ; 
Nor  would  rebellious  lfreV%  fons 
Make  me  their  happy  choice. 

12  Sol  provokM,  refign'd  them  up, 

To  every  luft  a  prey  ; 
And  in  their  own  perverfe  defigns 
Permitted  them  to  dray. 

13  O  rhat  my  people  wifely  would 

My  juft  commandments  heed  \ 
And  Ij'rel  in  my  righteous  ways 
With  pious  care  proceed. 

14  Then  mould  my  heavy  judgments  fall 

On  all  that  them  cppofe  ; 
And  my  avenging  hand  be  turn'd 
Againft:  their  num'rous  foes. 

15  Their  enemies  and  mine  mould  all 

Before  my  footftool  bend  : 
But  as  for  them,  their  happy  date 
Should  never  know  an  end. 

1 6  All  parts  with  plenty  mould  abound  ! 

With  fined  wheat  their  field  : 
The  barren  rocks,  to  pleafe  their  tafte, 
Should  richeft  honey  yield. 

jpfalm  LXXAll.  Common  metre, 

1    /^  OD  in  the  great  aiTembly  ftands^ 
VJT     Where  his  impartial  eye 
Jn  ftate  furveys  the  earthly  gods, 
And  does  their  judgments  try. 


PSALM    LXXXIII.  149 

1,  3  How  dare  ye  then  unjuftly  judge,     • 
Or  be  to  fmners  kind  ? 
Defead  the  orphans,  and  the  poor, 
Let  fuch  your  juftice  find. 

4  Protect  the  humble,  helplefs  man, 

Reduc'd  to  deep  diftrefs, 
And  let  not  him  become  a  prey 
To  fuch  as  would  opprefs. 

5  They  neither  know,  nor  will  they  learn» 

But  blindly  rove  and  ftray  : 
Juftice  and  trutb,  the  world's  fupport, 
Through  all  the  land  decay. 

6  Well  then  might  God  in  anger  fay, 

"  Fve  call'd  you  by  my  name  : 
"  I've  faid  ye're  God's,  the  fons  and  heirs, 

"  Of  my  immortal  fame  ; 
^  "  But  ne'erthelefs  your  unjuft  deeds 

«  To  ftri&  account  I'll  call ; 
«  You  all  mail  die  like  common  men, 

"  Like  other  tyrants  fall." 
I  Arife,  and  thy  juft  judgments,  Lord, 

Throughout  the  earth  difplay  ; 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  world 

Shall  own  thy  righteous  fway. 

J3ftlim  LXXXIII.  Common  metre. 

1  T  TOLD,  not  thy  peace,  O  Lord  our  God, 
JTX     No  longer  filent  be  ; 

Nor  with  confenting  quiet  looks 
Our  ruin  calmly  fee  ! 

2  For  lo !  the  tumults  of  thy  foes 

O'er  all  the  land  are  fpread  ; 
And  they  which  hate  thy  faints  and  thee 
Lift  np  their  threat'ning  head, 


i$o         PSALM    LXXXIII, 

3  Againft  thy  zealous  people,  Lord, 

They  craftily  combine  : 
And  to  deftroy  thy  chofen  faints 
Have  laid  their  clofe  defign. 

4  «  Come  let  us  cut  them  off,  fay  they, 

"  Their  ration  quite  deface  ; 
"  That  no  remembrance  may  remain 
"  On  Ifr'el's  hated  race." 

5  Thus  they  againft  thy  people's  peace, 

Confult  with  one  confent  : 
And  differing  nations  jointly  leagu'd 
Their  common  malice  vent. 

6  The  Ifimalites  that  dwell  in  tents* 

With  warlike  Edom  join'd 
And  Moab's  fons  our  ruin  vow, 
With  Haga/s  race  combin'd. 

7  Proud  Am?nor:\  offspring,  Qehal  too 

With  Amelek  confpire  : 
The  Lords  of  Falefiine  and  all 
The  wealthy  fons  of  Tyre. 

8  All  thvfe  the  iTrong  AJfyrian  king 

Their  firm  ally  have  got ; 

Who  with  a  pow'rful  army  aids 

Th'  incefiuous  race  of  Zc. 

PART  III. 

9  But  let  fiich  vengeance  come  to  th«m* 

As  once  to  Midian  came  ; 
To  Jab  in  and  proud  Si/era, 
At  Kijbons  fatal  IT  ream, 
io  When  thy  right  hand  their  rtum'rous  hofts 
Near  Endor  did  confound, 
Arid  left  their  carcaffes  for  dung 
To  feed  the  hungry  ground. 


P  S  A  I  M    LXXXXV.  1.51 

11  Let  all  their  mighty  men  the  fate 
Of  Xeb  and  Oreb  mare  : 
As  Zeba  and  Xialmunna,  fo 
Let  all  their  princes  fare. 
?  2  Who,  with  the  fame  defign  infpir'd, 
Thus  vainly  boafting  fpake, 
(t  In  firm  poffeffion  for  ourfelves 
"  Let  us  God's  houfes  take." 
13  To  ruin  Let  them  hafte,  like  wheels 
Which  downwards  fwiftly  move  : 
Like  chaff  before  the  wind,  let  all 
Their  fcatter'd  forces  prove. 
14,  15    As  flames  confume  dry  wood  or  heath 
That  on  parch'd  mountains  grows. 
So  let  thy  fierce  purfuing  wrath 
With  terrour  ftrike  thy  foes. 
16,  17  Lord,  fhroud  their  faces  with  difgrace, 
That  they  may  own  thy  name  : 
Or  them  confound,  whofe  harden'd  hearts 
Thy  gentle  means  difclaim. 
18  So  fhall  the  wond'ring  world  confefs 
That  thou  who  claim'ft  alone 
Jehovah's  name,  o'er  all  the  earth 
Haft  rais'd  thy  lofty  throne. 

jpfaitn  LXXXIV.  Common  metre. 

1  r\  GOD  of  hofts,  the  mighty  Lord, 
V^     How  lovely  is  the  place, 
Where  thou  enthron'd  in  glory,  fhew'ft 

The  biightnefs  of  thy  face  ! 

2  My  longing  foul  faints  with  denre, 

To  view  thy  bleft  abode  : 
My  panting  heart  and  flefli  cry  out 
For  thee,  the  living  Qod3 


152        PSALM    LXXXIV. 

3  The  birds,  more  happy  far  than  I, 

Around  thy  temple  throng  ; 
Securely  there  they  build,  and  there 
Securely  hatch  their  young. 

4  O  Lord  of  Hofts,  my  King  and  God, 

How  highly  bleft  are  they, 
Who  in  thy  temple  always  dwell, 
And  there  thy  praife  difplay  ! 

£  Thrice  happy  they  whofe  choice  has  thee 
Their  fure  protection  made, 
Who  long  to  tread  the  facred  ways 
That  to  thy  dwelling  lead  ! 

6  WTho  pafs  through  Baca's  thirfty  vale, 

Yet  no  refreihment  want  : 
Their  pools  are  fill'd  with  rain,  which  thou 
At  their  requeft  doll  grant. 

7  Thus  they  proceed  from  ftrength  to  ftrength 

And  ftill  approach  more  near  : 
'Till  all  on  Sion's  holy  mount 
Before  their  God  appear. 

8  O  Lord  the  mighty  God  of  hofts, 

My  j  lift  requefts  regard  ; 
Thou  God  of  Jacob,  let  my  pray'r 
Be  ftill  with  favour  heard. 

9  Behold,  O  God,  for  thou  alone 

Canft  timely  aid  difpenfe  : 

On  thy  anointed  fervant  look, 

Be  thou  his  ftrong  defence. 

io  For  in  thy  courts  one  fingle  day 

'Tis  better  to  attend, 

Than,  Lord,  in  any  place  befides 

A  thoufand  days  to  fpend. 


P  $  A  L  M  LXXXV.  153. 

Much  rather  in  God's  houfe  will  I 

The  meaneft  office  take, 
Than  in  the  wealthy  tents  of  fin 

My  pompous  dwelling  make. 
11  For  God,  who  is  our  fun  and  fhield? 

Will  grace  and  glory  give  ; 
And  no  good  thing  will  he  withhold 

From  them  that  juftly  live. 
iz  Thou  God,  whom  heav'nly  hofts  cbeys 

How  highly  bleft  is  he, 
Whofe  hope  and  truft  fecurely  plac'd, 

Is  ftill  repos'd  on  thee  ! 

Pfalm  LXXXV.  Common  metre* 

1    T    ORD,  thou  haft  granted  to  thy  land, 
X~~d     The  favours  we  implpr'd, 
And  faithful  Jacob's  captive  race 
Moft  graciouilv  reftor'd. 
2,  3  Thy  people's  fins  thou  haft  abfolv'd, 
And  all  their  guilt  defac'd  : 
Thou  haft  not  let  thy  wrath  flame  0% 
Nor  thy  fierce  anger  laft. 
4  O  God  our  Saviour,  all  our  hearts 
To  thy  obedience  turn  5 
That,  kindled  by  our  former  fins, 
Thy  wrath  no  more  may  burn  : 
5,  6  For  why  mould'ft  thou  he  angry  ftilij 
And  wrath  fo  long  retain  ? 
Revive  us,  Lord,  and  let  thy  faints 
Thy  wonted  comfort  gain. 
7  Thy  gracious  favour,  Lord,  difplays 
Which  we  have  long  implor'd  - 
And  for  thy  wond'rous  mercy's  fakes 
Thy  wonted  aid  aftord9 


i*4        PSALM    LXXXVL 

8  God's  anfwer  patiently  I'll  wait  ; 

For  he  with  glad  fuccefs, 
(If  they  no  more  to  folly  turn) 
His  mourning  faints  will  blefs, 

9  To  all  that  fear  his  holy  name, 

His  Aire  falvation's  near  ; 
And  in  its  former  happy  ftate 
Our  nation  mall  appear. 
io  For  mercy  now  with  truth  is  join'd  ; 
And  righteoufnefs  with  peace, 
Like  kind  companions  abfent  long, 
With  friendly  arms  embrace. 
II,  12  Truth  from  the  earth  (ball  fpring  whilft 
Shall  dreams  of  juftice  pour,  [heav'n 

And  God  from  whom  all  goodnefs  flows, 
Shall  endlefs  plenty  fhow'r. 
13  Before  him  righteoufnefs  {ball  march, 
And  his  juft  paths  prepare  ; 
Whilft  we  his  holy  fteps  purfue 
WTith  conftant  zeal  and  care. 

IPf aim  LX XX  V  I.   Common  metre. 

!   nr^  O  my  complaint,  O  Lord  my  God, 
X       Thy  gracious  ear  incline  : 
Hear  me  diftrefs'd  and  deititute 
Of  all  relief  but  thine  : 
2  Do  thou  O  God,  preferve  my  foul, 
That  does  thy  name  adore  : 
Thy  fervant  keep,  and  him,  whofe  truft 
Relies  on  thee,  reftore. 
2  To  me,  who  daily  thee  invoke, 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  extend  : 
A.  Refrefli  thy  fervant's  foul,  whofe  hopes 
On  thee  alone  depend. 


5  Thou,  Lord,  art  good,  not  only  good 

But  prompt  to  pardon  too, 
Of  plenteous  mercy  to  all  thofe, 
Who  for  thy  mercy  fue. 

6  To  my  repeated  humble  pray'r, 

O  Lord,  attentive  be  : 

7  When  troubled,  I  on  thee  will  call, 

For  thou  wilt  anfwer  me. 

8  Among  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee, 

O  Lord,  alone  divine  ! 
To  thee  as  much  inferiour  they, 
As  are  their  works  to  thine. 

9  Therefore  their  great  Creator,  thee, 

The  nations  (hall  adore  ; 
Their  long  mifguided  pray'rs  and  praife 
To  thy  bleft  name  reftore. 

io  All  fhall  confefs  thee  great,  and  great 
The  wonders  thou  haft  done  ! 
Confefs  thee  God,  thee  God  fupreme, 
Confefs  thee  God  alone. 

PART    II. 

1 1  Teach  me  thy  way,  O  Lord,  and  I 

From  truth  {kail  ne'er  depart  ; 
In  rev'rence  to  thy  facred  name 
Devoutly  fix  my  heart. 

1 2  Thee  will  I  praife,  O  Lord  my  God; 

Praife  thee  with  heart  fincere  : 
And  to  thy  everlafting  name 
Eternal  trophies  rear. 

s  3  Thy  boundlefs  mercy  fhewn  to  me, 
Tranfcends  my  pow'r  to  tell, 
For  thou  haft  oft  redeem'd  my  foul 
From  loweil  depths  cf  hell. 


1^6        PSALM    LXXXVIL 

14  O  God  the  fons  of  pride  and  ftrife 

Have  my  definition,  fought, 
Regardlefs  of  thy  pow'r  that  oft 
Has  my  deliv'rance  wrought  : 

15  But  thou  thy  conftant  goodnefs  did'ft 

To  my  affiftance  bring  ; 
Of  patience,  mercy,  and  of  truth, 
Thou  everlafting  fpring  ! 

16  O  bounteous  Lord>  thy  grace  and  flrength 

To  me  thy  fervant  mow  ; 
Thy  kind  protection,  Lord,  on  me, 
Thine  handmaid's  fon  bellow. 

17  Some  fignal  give  which  my  proud  foes 

May  fee  with  ftiame  and  rage, 
When  thou,  O  Lord,  for  my  relief 
And  comfort  doft  engage. 

Pfalm  LXXXVII.  Pariic.  metre. 

i   /""^  OD's  temple  crowns  the  holy  mount  ; 

vJ     The  Lord  there  conoefcends  to  dwell  ° 
2-  His  Sicn's  gates  in  his  account 
Our  I/rei's  faired  tents  excel. 

3  Fame  glorious  things  of  thee  mall  fmg, 
O  city  of  th'  almighty  King  ! 

4  I'll  mention  Rahab  w  ith  due  praife, 

In  Baby  Ion's  applaufes  join, 
The  fame  of  Ethiopia  raife, 

With  that  of  Tyre  and  Palefine  ; 

And  grant  that  fome,  amongft  thembom, 

Their  age  and  country  did  adorn  : 

5  But  frill  of  Sion  I'll  aver, 

That  many  fuch  from  her  proceed  : 
Th'  ah  ighty  (hall  eftablim  her. 

6  His  gen'rid  lift  Iriall  fhew,  when  read, 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXXVIIL         157 
That  fuch  a  perfcn  there  was  born, 
And  fuch  did  fuch  an  age  adorn. 
7  He'll  Sion  find  with  numbers  fill'd 
Of  fuch  as  merit  high  renown  ; 
For  hand  and  voice  muficians  fldlfd, 
And,  her  tranfcenciing  fame  to  crown, 
Of  fuch  me  fhall  fucceffions  bring 
Like  waters  from  a  living  fpring. 

jpfalm  LXXXVIIL  Long  metre. 

1  'TPO  thee,  my  God  and  Savour,  I 

X       By  day  and  night  addrefs  my  cry  | 

2  Vouchfafe  my  mournful  voice  to  hear, 

To  my  diftrefs  incline  thine  ear  : 

3  For  feas  of  trouble  me  invade, 

My  foul  draws  nigh  to  death's  cold  fhade. 

4  Like  one  whofe  flrength  and  hopes  are  ffedj 
They  number  me  among  the  dead* 

5  Like  thofej  who  ihrouded  in  the  grave, 
From  thee  no  more  remembrance  have  1 

6  Cafl  off  from  thy  fuftaining  care, 
Down  to  the  confines  of  defpair. 

7  Thy  wrath  has  hard  upon   me  lain, 
Afflicling  me  with  reftlefs  pain  : 

Me  all  thy  mountain  waves  have  preft. 
Too  weak,  alas  !  to  bear  the  leaft. 

8  Remov'd  from  friends  I  figh  alone, 

In  a  loath'd  dungeon  laid,  where  none, 
A  vifit  will  vouchfafe  to  me, 
Confin'd,  pad  hopes  of  liberty. 

9  My  eyes  from  weeping  never  ceafe, 
They  wafte,  but  flill  my  griefs  increafe  ; 
Yet  daily,  Lord,  to  thee  I've  pray'd, 
With  outilretch'd  hands  invok'd  thine  aid, 

Q 


1 58  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

10  Wilt  thou  by  miracle  revive 
The  dead,  whom  thou  foiTook'ft  a'live  ? 
From  death  reftore  thy  praife  to  ling, 
Whom  thou  from  prifon  would'it  not  bring  ?. 

11  Shall  the  mute  grave  thy  love  confefs  ? 
A  mould'ring  tomb  thy  fairhfulnefs  ? 

12  Thy  truth  and  pow'r  renown  obtain, 
Where  darknefs  and  oblivion  reign  ? 

1 3  To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  cry,  forlorn  ; 
My  pray'r  prevents  the  early  morn. 

14  Why  haft  thou,  Lord,  my  foul  forfook, 
Nor  once  vouchfaf'd  a  graciou>  look  ? 

15  Prevailing  forrous  bear  me  down, 
Which  from  my  youth  with  me  have  grown ; 
Thy  terrours  paft  diftracl:  my  mind, 

And  fears  of  blacker  days  behind. 

16  Thy  wrath  h.i.th  burlt  upon  my  head, 
Thy  terrours  fill  my  foul  with  dread  ; 

1 7  Environ'd  as  with  waves  combin'd, 
And  for  a  gen'ral  deluge  join'd, 

iS  My  lovers,  friends,  femtfiaK,  all 
Remov'd  from  fight,  and  out  of  call ; 
To  dark  oblivion  all  retir'd, 
Dead,  or  at  leaft  to  me  expir'd. 

]g)falm  LXXXIX.   Long  metre? 

1   HTHY  mercies,  Lord,  mall  be  my  fong» 
X       Mv  fon?  on  rhem  fhall  ever  dwell  ; 
To  ages  yet  unborn,  my  tongue 
Thy  never  failing  truth  fhall  tell. 
£  I  have  affirm'd  and  ftill  maintain, 
Thy  mercy  fhall  for  ever  laft  ! 
Thv  truth  that  does  the  heav'ns  fuftain, 
Like  them  fhall  Hand  for  ever  faft. 


PSALM    LXXXIX.         tS9 

$  Thus  fpak'ft  thou  by  thy  prophet's  voice, 
"  With  David  I  a  league  have  made  ; 
"  To  him,  my  fervant,  and  my  choice, 
"  By  folemn  oath  this  grant  convey'd  ; 

4  «  While  earth  and  feas,  and  fkies  endure, 

"  Thy  feed  mail  in  my  fight  remain  ; 
((  To  them  thy  throne  I  will  enfure, 
"  They  mall  to  endlefs  ages  reign." 

5  For  fuch  ftupendous  truth  and  love, 

Both  heav'n  and  earth  juft  praifes  owe* 
By  choirs  of  angels  fung  above, 
And  by  aflemb  ed  faints  below. 

6  What  feraph  of  celeftial  birth 

To  vie  with  I/rel's  God  mall  dare  f 
Or  who  among  the  gods  of  earth, 
With  our  almighty  Lord  compare  ? 

7  With  rev'rence  and  religious  dread, 

His  faints  mould  to  his  temple  prefs  ; 
His  fear  through  all  their  hearts  mould  fpreadp 
Who  his  almighty  name  confefs. 

8  Lord  God  of  armies,  who  can  boaft 

Of  rtrength  or  pow 'r,  like  thine  renown'd  ? 
Of  fuch  a  numerous  faithful  heft, 

As  that  which  does  thy  throne  furround, 

9  Thou  doft  the  lawlefs  fea  controul, 

And  change  the  profpeft  of  the  deep  | 
Thcu  mak'ft  the  fleeping  billows  roll, 
Thou  mak'ft  the  rolling  billows  fleep» 

10  Thou  break'ft  in  pieces  Rahabh  pride, 

And  did'ft  oppreffing  pow'r  difarm  : 
Thv  fcatter'd  foes  have  dearly  try'd 
The  force  of  thy  rsSftlefs'arm. 
O2 


f6ct        PSALM    LXXXIX. 

ii  In  thee  the  fov'reign  right  remains 

Of  earth  and  heav'n  ;  thee,  Lord  alone, 
The  world  and  all  that  it  contains, 
Their  Maker  and  Preferver  own. 

1 2  The  poles  on  which  the  globe  does  reft. 

Were  fcrm'd  by  thy  creating  voice; 
Tabor  and  Hermon,  eaft  and  well. 
In  thy  fuftaining  pow'r  rejoice. 

13  Thy  arm  is  mighty,  ftrong  thy  hand, 

Yet,  Lord,  thou  doft  with  juftice  reign ; 

14  Poffefs'd  of  abfolute  command, 

Thou  truth  and  mercy  doft  maintain. 
25  Happy  thrice  happy  they,  who  hear 
Thy  facred  trumpet's,  joyful  found 
Who  may  at  feftivals  appear, 
With  thy  molt  glorious  prefence  crown'd, 

16  Thy  faints  fhall  always  be  o'erjoy'd, 

Who  on  thy  facred  name  rely  ; 
And  in  thy  righteoufnefs  employ'd, 
Above  their  foes  be  rais'd  en  high  5 

17  For  in  thy  ftrength  they  fhall  advance, 

Whofe  conqueft  from  thy  favour  fprmg« 

18  The  Lord  of  hoft  is  our  defence, 

And  7/>W's  God  our  lf/el\  King. 

19  Thus  fpak'ft  thou  by  thy  prophet's  voice, 

"  A  mightv  champion  I  will  fend  ; 
From  Judah's  tribe  have  I  made  choice 
Of  one  who  (hall  the  reft  defend. 

20  My  fervant  David  I  have  found, 
With  holy  oil  anointed  him  ; 

21  Him  fhall  the  hand  fupport  that  crown'J, 

And  guard  that  gave  the  diadema 


PSALM  LXXXDC.         id~j 

£2  No  prince  from  him  fhall  tribute  force, 
No  fons  of  ftrire  (hall  him  annoy  ; 

53  His  fpiteiul  foes  I  will  difperfe, 
And  them  before  his  face  deftroy. 

24.  My  truth  and  grace  fhall  him  fuftain  j 
His  armies  in  well  order'd  ranks, 

25  Shall  conquer  from  the  Tyrian  main 

To  Tygris  and  Euphrates'  banks. 

26  Me  for  his  father  he  mall  take, 

His  God  and  rock  of  fafety  call  ; 

27  Him  I  my  firft  born  fen  will  make 

And  earthly  kings  his  fubje&s  all. 

28  To  him  my  mercy  I'll  fecure, 

My  cov'nant  make  for  ever  fait. 

29  His  feed  for  ever  mall  endure, 

His  throne,  till  heav'n  diffolve  mall  laft. 
P  A  K  T     II. 

30  But  if  his  heirs  my  law  forfake  ; 

And  from  my  facred  precepts  ftray  ; 

3 1  If  they  my  righteous  f tatutes  break, 

Nor  ftriclly  my  commands  obey  ; 

32  Their  fins  F1I  vifit  with  a  rod, 

And  for  their  folly  make  them  fmart  5 

33  Yet  will  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 

Nor  from  my  truth,  like  them,  depart. 

34  My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

But  in  remembrance  fait  retaia  ; 
The  thing  that  once  my  lips  have  fpoke 
Shall  in  eternal  force  remain. 

35  Once  have  I  fworn,  but  once  for  all, 

And  made  my  holinefs  the  tie, 
That  I  my  grant  will  ne'er  recal, 
Nor  to  my  fervant  David  lie, 
*      O3 


i6z  PSALM    LXXXIX. 

36  Whofe  throne  and  race  the  conftant  fun 

Shall,  like  his  courfe,  eftablinVd  fee  ; 

37  Of  this  my  oath,  thou  confcious  moon, 

In  heav'n  my  faithful  witnefs  be." 

38  Such  was  thy  gracious  promife,  Lord. 

But  thou  haft  now  our  tribes  forfook, 
Thine  own  anointed  haft  abhor'd. 

And  turn'd  on  him  thy  wrathful  look0 

39  Thou  feemeft  to  have  render'd  void 

The  cov'nant  with  thy  fervant  made9 
Thou  haft   his  dignity  deftroy'd, 
And  in  ike  duft  his  honour  laid. 

40  Ofihong  holds  thou  haft  him  bereft, 

And  brought  his  bulwarks  to  decay 

41  His  frontier  coafts  defeneelefs  left, 

A  publick  fcorn  and  common  prey. 

42  His  ruin  does  glad  triumphs  yield 

To  foes  advanc'd  by  thee  to  might ; 

43  Then  haft  his  conquering  fword  unfteel'd, 

His  valour  turn'd  to  fhameful  flight, 

44  His  glory  is  to  darknefs  fled, 

His  throne  is  levell'd  with  the  ground  : 

45  His  youth  to  wretched  bondage  led, 

With  fhame  o'erwhelm'd  andforrowdrown'da 

46  How  long  {hall  we  thy  abfence  mourn  ? 
,  Wilt  thou  for  ever,  Lord  retire  r 

Shatl  thy  confuting  anger  burn 
'Till  that  and  we  at  once  expire  ? 

47  Confide r,  Lord,  how  fhort  a  fpace 

Thou  doft  for  mortal  life  ordain  ; 
No  method  to  prolong  the  race, 
But  loading  it  with  grief  and  pain. 


PSALM    XC.  163 

48  What  man  is  he  that  can  controul 

Death's  itrift  unalterable  doom  ? 
Or  refcue  from  the  grave  his  foul, 

The  grave  that  mure  mankind  entomb  ? 

49  Lord,  Where's  thy  love,  thy  boundlefs  graae 

The  oath  to  which  thy  truth  did  feal, 
Confign'd  to  David  and  his  race, 

The  grant  which  time  fhould  ne'er  repeal  ? 

50  See  how  thy  fervants  treated  are 

With  infamy,  reproach  and  fpite  ; 
Which  in  my  filent  breaft  I  bear  ; 
From  nations  of  licentious  might. 

5 1  How  they,  reproaching  thy  great  name, 

Have  made  thy  fervant's  hope  their  jeft ; 

52  Yet  thy  juft  praifes  we'll  proclaim, 

And  ever  fing,  the  Lord  be  bleft. 
Amen,  Amen, 

©faint  XC.    Common  metre. 

1  jT\  LORD,  the  Saviour  and  defence 
V^     Of  us  thy  chofen  race, 

From  age  to  age  thou  Mill  haft  been 
Our  fure  abiding  place. 

2  Before  thou  brought'ft  the  mountains  forth} 

Or  ths  earth  or  world  did  ft  frame, 
Thcu  always  wert  the  mighty  God, 
And  ever  art  the  fame  : 

3  Thou  turneft  man,  O  Lord,  to  dufb, 

Of  which  he  firft  was  made  ; 
And  when  thou  fpeak'ft  the  word,  return^ 
'Tis  inftantly  obey'd. 

4  For  in  thy  fight  a  thoufand  years 

Are  like  a  day  that's  pari, 
Or  like  a  watch  in  dead  of  night, 
Whofe  hours  unminded  wafte. 


164  PSALM    XC. 

5  Thou  fweep'ft  us  off  as  with  a  floodj 

We  vanilh  hence  like  dreams ; 
At  firft  we  grow  like  grafs  that  feels 
The  fun's  reviving  beams : 

6  But  howfoever  freih  and  fair  : 

Its  morning  beauty  mows  ; 
'Tis  all  cut  down  and  wither'd  quiter 
Before  the  evening  clofe. 

7,  8  We  by  thy  anger  are  confum'd, 
And  by  thy  wrath  difmay'd  ; 
Our  publick  crimes  and  fecret  fins 
Before  thy  fight  are  laid. 

9  Beneath  thy  anger's  fad  effects 

Our  drooping  days  we  fpend  ; 
Our  unregarded  years  break  off, 
Like  tales  that  quickly  end. 

10  Our  term  of  time  is  feventy  years, 

An  age  that  few  furvive  : 
But  if,  with  more  than  common  ftrength, 

To  eighty  we  arrive  ; 
Yet  then  our  boafted  ftrength  decays, 

To  forrow  turn'd  and  pain  : 
So  foon  the  flender  thread  is  cut, 

And  we  no  more  remain. 
PART    II. 

1  r  But  who  thy  anger's  dread  effects 
Does  as  he  ought  revere  ? 
And  yet  thy  wrath  does  fall  or  rife? 
As  more  or  lefs  we  fear. 
12  So  teach  us,  Lord,  th'  uncertain  fum 
Of  our  (hort  days  to  mind, 
That  to  true  wifdom  all  our  hearts 
May  ever  be  inclin'd. 


PS  AIM    XQh  56$ 

13  O  to  thy  fervants,  Lord,  return^ 

And  fpeedily  relent  \ 
As  we  of  our  mifdeeds,  do  thou. 
Of  our  juft  doom  repent. 

14  To  fatisfy  and  cheer  our  fouls5 

Thy  early  mercy  fend  ; 
That  we  may  all  our  days  to  comes   ! 

In  joy  and  comfort  fpend* 
i§  Let  happy  times  with  large  amends 

Dry  up  our  former  tears, 
Or  equal  at  the  lead  the  term 

Of  our  afRi&ed  years. 
16  To  all  thy  fervants.  Lord,  let  this 

Thy  wond'rous  work  be  known3 
And  to  our  offspring  yet  unborn, 

Thy  glorious  pow'r  be  mown, 
J 1  Let  thy  bright  rays  upon  us  fnines 

Give  thou  our  work  fuccefs  j 
The  glorious  work  we  have  in  hand 

Do  thou  vouchfafe  to  blefs, 

JPfalm'  XCI.  Particular  metre. 

?-   T  T  ^  tnat  nas  ^'od  ^is  guardian  made, 
XJl     Shall  under  the  Almighty's  (hade* 
Secure  and  undifturb'd  abide. 
%  Thus  to  my  foul,  of  him  I'll  fays 
He  is  my  fortrefs  and  my  flay, 
My  God  in  whom  I  will  confide* 

3  His  tender  love  and  watchful  care 
Shall  free  thee  from  the  fowler's  fnare5 

And  from  the  noifome  peftilence  : 

4  He  over  thee  his  wings  fliall  fpread, 
And  cover  thy  unguarded  head  : 

His  truth  fliall  be  thy  ftrong  defence 


i66  PSALM    XCL 

5  No  terrours  that  furprife  by  night, 
Shall  thy  undaunted  courage  fright, 

Nor  deadly  fhafts  that  fly  by  day  : 

6  Nor  plague,  of  unknown  rife,  that  kills 
In  darknefs,  nor  infectious  ills 

That  in  the  hotter!  feafcn  flay. 

7  A  thoufand  at  thy  fide  (hall  die, 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thoufand  lie, 

While  thy  firm  health  untouch'd  remains, 

8  Thou  Only  fhalt  look  on  and  fee 
The  wicked's  fad  cataftrophe, 

And  count  the  finner's  mournful  gains, 

9  Becaufe,  with  well  placM  confidence, 
Thou  mak'ii  the  Lord  thy  fure  defence, 

And  on  the  higheft  doft  rely  ; 
io  Therefore  no  ill  mall  thee  befal, 
Nor  to  thy  healthful  dwelling  (hall 
Any  infectious  plague  draw  nigh. 

11  For  he  throughout  thy  happy  days 
To  keep  thee  fafe  in  all  thy  ways, 

S  hall  give  his  ar.gels  Uriel  commands  ; 

1 2  And  they,  left  thou  fhould'it.  chance  to  meet 
With  fome  rough  ftone  to  wound  thy  ftttt 

Shall  bare  thee  fafely  in  their  hands. 

15  Dragons  and  afps  that  thirft  for  blood 
And  lions  roaring  for  their  food, 
Beneath  his  conqu'ring  feet  fhall  lie. 

14  Becaure  he  lov'd  and  honour'd  me, 
Therefore,  fays  God,  I'll  fet  him  free, 

And  fix  his  glorious  throne  on  high. 

1 5  He'll  call  ;  I'll  anfwer  when  he  calls, 

And  refcue  him  when  ill  befalls ; 


PSALM    XCII.  167 

Increafe  his  honour  and  his  wealth  : 
16  And  when  with  undifturo'd  content. 
His  long  and  happy  life  is  fpent, 

His  end  I'll  crown  with  faving  health. 

i?tafm  XCII.    Common  metre. 

1  T  TOW  good  and  pleafant  muft  it  be 
jTl  To  thank  the  Lord  mofi  high  ; 
And  with  repeated  hymns  of  praife, 

His  name  to  magnify. 

2  With  ev'ry  morning's  early  dawn3 

His  goodnefs  to  relate  i 
And  of  his  conftant  truth  each  night 
The  glad  effects  repeat. 

3  To  ten  ftring'd  inftruments  we'll  fing 

With  tuneful  pfalteries  join'd,  . 
And  to  the  harp,  with  folemn  founds 
For  facred  ufe  defign'd. 

4.  For  throagh  thy  wond'rous  works,  O  Lord* 

Thou  rnak'ft  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  thoughts  of  them  (hall  make  me  glad- 
And  fhout  with  cheerful  voice. 

5,  6  How  wond'rous  are  thy  works,  O  Lord, 

How  deep  are  thy  decrees  ! 
Whole  winding  tracks  in  fecret  laid* 
No  ftupid  (inner  fees. 
7  He  little  thinks,  when  wicked  men. 
Like  grais  look  freih  and  gay  ; 
How  foon  their  fliort  liv'd  fplondour  muft 
For  ever  pafs  away., 
8,  9  But  thou  my  God  art  ftill  moft  high  5 
And  all  thy  lofty  foes, 
Who  thought  they  might  fecurely  fin^ 
Shall  be  o'erwhelm'd  with  woes* 


1 68  PSALM    XC1II. 

10  Whilft  thou  exalt'ft  my  fcv'reign  pow'r? 

And  mak'ft  it  largely  fpread  ; 
And  with  refreshing  oil  anoint'ft 
My  confecrated  head. 

1 1  I  foon  (hall  fee  my  ftubborn  foes 

To  utter  min  brought  ; 
And  hear  the  difmal  end  of  thcfe, 
Who  have  againft  me  fought. 

1 2  But  righteous  men,  like  fruitful  palms9 

Shall  make  a  glorious  mow  ; 
As  cedars  that  on  Lebanon 

In  ftately  order  grow. 
13,  14  Thefe,  planted  in  the  houfe  of  God3 

Within  his  courts  (hall  thrive  ; 
Their  vigour  and  their  luftre  both 

Shall  in  old  age  revive  : 
15  Thus  will  the  Lord  his  juftice  mew  ; 

And  God,  my  ftrong  defence, 
Shall  due  rewards  to  all  the  world 

Impartially  difpenfe. 

Jpfalm  XCIII.  Long  metre. 

l   T  X  7ITH  glory  chd,  with  ftrength  array'd, 
V  V       The  Lord  that  o'er  all  native  leigns, 
The  world's  foundations  ftrongly  laid, 
And  the  vaft  fabrick  ftill  fuftains. 
a  How  furely  ftablifh'd  is  thy  throne  ! 
Which  (hall  no  change  or  period  fee  <f 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  and  thou  alone, 
Art  God  from  all  eternity. 
3,  4  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice. 
And  tofs  the  troubled  waves  on  high  ; 
But  God  above  can  ftill  their  ncife, 
And  make  the  angry  fea  comply. 


P  S  A  L  M    XCIV.  i6g 

J  Thy  promife,  Lord,  is  ever  fure, 

And  they,  that  in  thy  houfe  would  dwell5 
That  happy  ftation  to  fecure, 
Muft  ftill  in  holinefs  excel. 

jpfalm  XCIV.  Common  metre. 

1,2  /^V  GOD,  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
V>/     Thy  vengeance  now  difclofe  ; 
Arife,  thou  judge  of  all  the  earth, 
And  crulli  thy  haughty  foes. 
3,  4  How  long,  O  Lofd,  mall  finful  men; 
Their  folemn  triumphs  make  ; 
How  long  their  wicked  actions  boalt, 
And  infolently  {peak  ? 
5,  6  Not  only  they  thy  faints  opprefs 
But  unprovok'd  they  fpill 
The  widow's  and  the  Granger's  bloody 
And  helplefs  orphans  kill. 

7  "  And  yet  the  Lord  (hall  ne'er  perceive? 

(Profanely  thus  they  fpeak) 
Nor  any  notice  of  our  deeds 
The  God  of  Jacob  take." 

8  At  length  ye  ftupid  fools,  your  wants 

Endeavour  to  difcern  : 
In  folly  will  you  ftill  proceed, 
And;  wifdom  never  learn  ? 
9,  10  Can  he  be  deaf  who  form'd  the  eary 
Or  blind  who  fram'd  the  eye  ? 
Shall  earth's  great  judge  not  punifa  thofe 
Who  his  known  will  defy  ? 
I  r  He  fathoms  all  the  thoughts  of  men,- 
To  him  their  hears  lie  bare  ; 
His  eye  furveys  them  all,  and  fee& 
How  vain  their  ccunfek  are, 
P 


170  PSALM    XCIV. 

PART    II. 

12  Bleft  is  the  man  whom  thou  O  Lord, 

In  kindnefs  doth  chaftife, 
And  by  thy  facred  rules  to  walk 
Do'll:  lovingly  advife. 

1 3  This  man  {hall  reft  and  fafely  find 

In  feafons  of  diftrefs, 
Whilft  God  prepares  a  pit  for  thofe, 
That  ftubbornly  tranfgrefs. 

14  For  God  will  never  from  his  flints 

His  favour  wholly  take  : 
His  own  poiTeflion  and  his  lot, 
He  will  not  quite  forfake. 

15  The  world  (hall  then  confefs  thee  juft, 

In  all  that  thou  halt  done  : 
And  thofe  that  choofe  thy  upright  ways^. 
Shall  in  thofe  paths  go  on. 

1 6  Who  will  appear  in  my  behalf, 

When  wicked  men  iavade, 
Or  who,  whenfmners  would  opprefs, 
My  righteous  caufe  (hall  plead  ? 
17,  18,  1 9  Long  fmce  had  I  in  filence  flept<> 
But  that  the  Lord  was  near, 
To  ftay  me  when  I  flipt  ;  when  fad, 
My  troubled  heart  to  cheer. 

20  Wilt  thou,  who  art  a  God  moft  juft, 

Their  finful  throne  fuftain, 
Who  make  the  law  a  fair  pretence 
Their  wicked  ends  to  gain  ? 

21  Agair.ft  the  lives  of  righteous  men 

They  form  their  cloie  defign  ; 
And  blood  of  innocents  to  fpill, 
la  folemn  ka^ues  combine. 


PSALM    XCV.  171 

£2  But  my  defence  is  firmly  placed 
In  God  the  Lord  raoft  high  : 
He  is  my  rock,  to  which  I  may 
For  refuge  always  fly. 
23  The  Lord  mall  caufe  their  ill  defigns 
On  their  own  heads  to  fall  : 
He  in  their  fins  mail  cut  them  off, 
Our  God  mall  flay  them  all. 

l^faim  XCV.  Long  metre. 

1  f\  COME,  loud  anthems  let  us  fing, 
V_>/     Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  King, 
For  we  our  voices  high  mould  raife, 
When  our  falvation's  rock  we  praife. 

2  Into  his  prefence  let  us  hafte, 

To  thank  him  for  his  favours  pari  j 
To  him  addrefsin  joyful  fongs, 
The  praife  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

3  For  God  the  Lord,  enthron'd  in  ftate, 
Is,  with  unrival'd  glory,  great  : 

A  King  fuperiour  far  to  all, 
Whom  by  his  title  God  we. call. 

4  The  depth's  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
Her  fecret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 

The  ftrength  of  hills,  that  threat  the  Ikies* 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 

5  The  rolling  ocean's  vaft  abyfs 

By  the  fame  fov'reign  right  is  his  : 
"Tis  mov'd  by  his  almighty  hand, 
That  form'd  and  fix'd  the  folid  land* 

6  O  let  us  to  his  courts  repair 
And  bow  with  adoration  there  : 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 
Bofore  the  Lord  our  maker  fall, 

P  2       ' 


*7*  PSALM    XCVI. 

7  For  he's  our  God,  our  fhepherd  he, 
His  flock  and  pafture  fheep  are  we. 
If  then  you'll,  like  his  flock  draw  near. 
Today  if  you  his  voice  will  hear  ; 

S  Let  not  your  harden'd  hearts  renew 
Your  father's  crimes  and  judgments  too  j 
Nor  here  provoke  my  wrath,  as  they 
In  defart  plains  of  Meribah. 

9  When  through  the  wildernefs  they  mov'd, 
And  me  with  frefh  temptations  prov'd  : 
They  Hill,  through  unbelief,  rebell'd, 
While  they  my  wond'rous  works  beheld,, 

20,  1 1   They  forty  years  my  patience  griev'd. 
Though  daily  I  their  wants  reliev'd. 
Then — 'tis  a  faithlefs  race,  I  faid, 
Whofe  heart  from  me  has  always  ftray'd  j 
They  ne'er  will  tread  my  righteous  path  : 
Therefore  to  them  in  fettled  wrath, 
Siuce  they  defpis'd  my  red,  I  fware 
That  they  mould  never  enter  there. 

Pfalm  XCVI.  Particular  metre. 

*    Q ING  to  the  Lord  a  new  made  fong; 
O  Let  earth  in  one  affembled  throng, 
Her  common  patron's  praife  refound, 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  and  blefs  his  name, 
From  day  to  day  his  praife  proclaim, 

Who  us  has  with  falvation  crown'dQ 

3  To  heathen  lands  his  fame  rehearfe, 
His  wonders  to  the  univerfe. 

4  He's  great  and  greatly  to  be  prais'd  i 
In  majefty  and  glory  rais'd 

Above  all  other  deities. 
5  For  pageantry  and  idols  all 


P  S  A  L  M    XCVir.  i7j 

Are  they  whom  gods  the  heathen  call  ; 
He  only  rules  who  made  the  fkies. 

6  With  majefty  and  honour  crown'J, 

Beauty  and  ftrength  his  throne  furround  i 

7  Be  therefore  both  to  him  reftor'd, 
By  you  who  have  falfe  Gods  ador'd* 

Afcribe  due  honours  to  his  name  ; 
%  Peace  offerings  on  his  altar  lay, 
Before  his  throne  your  homage  pay, 
Which  he  and  he  alone  can  claim* 
9  To  worfhip  at  his  facred  court, 

Let  all  the  trembling  world  refort. 
io  Proclaim  aloud,  Jehovah  reigns, 
Whofe  pow'r  the  univerfe  fuftains, 
And  banifh'd  jurHce  will  reftore. 

1 1  Let  therefore  heav'n  new  joys  confefsr 
And  heav'nly  mirth  let  earth  exprefs  ; 

Its  loud  applaufe  the  ocean  roar, 
Its  mute  inhabitants  rejoice, 
And  for  this  triumph  find  a  voice« 

1 2  For  joy  let  fertile  vallies  fing, 

The  cheerful  groves  their  tribute  bring  ; 

The  tuneful  choir  of  birds  awake, 
i-3  The  Lord's  approach  to  celebrate, 
Who  now  fets  out  with  awful  ftate, 

His  circuit  through  the  earth  to  take* 
From  heav'n  to  judge  the  world  he's  corner 
With  jufHce  to  reward  and  doom. 

ipfalm  XGVll.  Long  metre. 

i     JEHOVAH  reigns,  let  all  the  earth 
^ J      In  his  juft  government  rejoice  ; 
Let  all  the  ifles  with  facred  mirth, 
In  his  applaufe  unite  their  voice* 
*3 


174  PSALM  XCVIL 

2  Darknefs  and  clouds  of  awful  fhade  j 

His  dazzling  glory  Ihroud  in  ftate  ; 
Juftice  and  truth  his  guards  are  made, 
And  fix'd  by  his  pavillion  wait. 

3  Devouring  fire  before  his  face 

His  foes  around  with  vengeance  {truck  ; 

4  His  lightnings  fet  the  world  on  blaze  ; 
Earth  faw  it  and  with  terrour  (hook. 

5  The  proudeft  hills  his  prefence  felt, 
Their  height  nor  ftrength  could  help  afford  ■ 
The  proudeft  hills  like  wax  did  melt 

In  prefence  of  the  almighty  Lord. 

6  The  heav'ns  his  righteoufnefs  to  (how, 

With  ftorms  of  fire  our  foes  purfu'd  ; 
And  all  the  trembling  world  below, 
Have  his  defcending  glory  view'd, 

7  Confounded  be  their  impious  hoft, 

Who  make  the  gods,  to  whom  they  pray  ; 
All  who  of  pageant  idols  boaft  : 

To  him,  ye  gods,  your  w-orfhip  pay. 

S  Glad  Sion  of  thy  triumph  heard, 

And  Judah's  daughters  were  o'erjoy'd  °3 
Becaufe  thy  righteous  judgments,  Lord, 
Have  pagan  pride  and  pow'r  deftroy'd. 
<^  For  thou,  O  God,  art  feated  high, 

Above  earth's  potentates  enthron'd  ; 
Thou,  Lord,  unrival'd  in  the  Iky, 
Supreme  by  all  the  gods  art  own'd. 

io  You,  who  to  ferve  this  Lord  afpire, 
Abhor  what's  ill,  and  truth  efteem  : 
He'll  keep  his  fervants'  fouls  entire, 
And  them  from  wicked  hands  redeem. 


PSALM    XCVm.  i-j 

3  i   For  feeds  are  fown  of  glorious  light, 
A  future  harveft  for  the  juft  ; 
And  gladnefs  for  the  heart  upright, 
To  recompenfe  its  pious  truft. 
11  Rejoice,  ye  righteous  in  the  Lord  ; 
Memorials  of  his  holinefs, 
Deep  in  your  faithful  breads  record, 

And  with  your  thankful  tongues  eonfefs. 

Pfalm  XCVIII.  Common  metre. 

i    QING  to  the  "Lord  a  new  made  forg, 
k3     Who  wond'rous  things  has  done  : 
With  his  right  hand  and  holy  arm, 
The  conqueft  lie  has  won. 

2  The  Lord  has  through  th'  aftonifrYd  world 
Difplay'd  his  laving  might, 

And  made  h:s  righteous  acts  appear 
In  all  the  heathen's  fight. 

3  Of  Ifrel'%  houfe  his  love  and  truth 
Have  ever  mindful  been  ; 

Wide  earth's  remoter!:  parts*  the  pow*£ 
Of  If'rel's  God  have  feen. 

4  Let  therefore  earth's  inhabitants 
Their  cheerful  voices  raife, 

And  all  with  univerfal  joy, 
Refound  their  Maker's  praife. 

$  With  harps  and  hymns,  fcft  melody 

Into  the  concert  bring, 
£  The  trumpet  and  fhrill  cornet's  found 

Before  th'  almighty  King. 
7  Let  the  loud  ocean  roar  her  jov, 

With  all  that  feas  contain  ; 
The  earth  and  her  inhabitants 

Join  concert  with  the  main, 


i76  PSALM  XCIX. 

8  With  joy  let  riv  lets  fwell  to  ftreams, 

To  fpreading  torrents  they  : 
And  echoing  vales,  from  hill  to  hill, 
Redoubled  fhouts  convey  ; 

9  To  welcome  down  the  world's  great  Jndge., 

Who  does  with  juftice  come, 
And  with  impartial  equity, 
Both  to  reward  and  doom. 

Jpfalni  XCIX.  Common  metre. 

i     JEHOVAH  reigns,  let  therefore  all 
^J      The  guilty  nations  quake  ; 
On  cherub's  wings  he  fits  enthron'd ; 
Let  earth's  foundation  make. 

2  Gn  Sion's  hill  he  keeps  his  court, 

His  palace  makes  her  tow'rs : 

Yet  thence  his  fov'reignty  extenSs 

Supreme  o'er  earthly  pow'rs. 

3  Let  therefore  all  with  praife  addrefs 

His  great  and  dreadful  name, 
And  with  his  unrefrfted  might 
Hh  holinefs  proclaim, 
j.  For  truth  and  juitice  in  his  reign, 
Of  ftrength  and  pow'r  take  place  ; 
Kis  judgments  are  with  righteoufnefs 
Difpens'd  to  'Jacob's  race. 
j    Therefore  exalt  the  Lord  cur  God, 
Before  his  fc-otftocl  fall  ; 
And  with  his  uhreiifted  might 
His  holinefs  extol. 
)   Mojes  and  Aaron  thus  of  old, 
A  men  git  his  prielts  aJor'd  ; 
AilttWJgft  his  prophets  Samuel  thus 
Ki&  facred  name  implor'd  : 


P  S  A  L  M    C.  177 

Diftrefs'd,  upon  the  Lord  they  call'd, 

Who  ne'er  their  fuir  deny'd  ; 
But,  as  with  rev'rence  they  implor'd, 

He  gracioully  reply 'd. 
1  For  with  their  camp,  to  guide  their  march, 

The  cloudy  pillar  mov'd  : 
They  kept  his  laws,  and  to  his  will 

Obedient  feryants  prov'd. 

8  He  anfwerM  them,  forgiving  oft 

His  people  for  their  fake  ; 
And  thofe,  who  rafnly  them  oppos'ds 
Did  fad  examples  make. 

9  With  wcrfhip  at  his  facred  courts 

Exalt  our  God  and  Lord  ; 
For  he,  who  only  holy  is, 
Alone  fhou-ld  be  ador'd. 

Jjpfalm  G.    Long  metre. 

1  T  T  7TTH  one  content  let  all  the  earth 

2  V  V      To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raife  | 
Glad  homage  pay  with  awful  mirth, 

And  fing  before  him  fongs  of  praife. 

3  Convinc'd  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed  ; 
We,  whom  he  choofes  for  his  own, 
.    The  flock  which  he  vouchfafes  to  feed, 

4  O  enter  then  his  temple  gate, 

raence  to  his  courts  devoutly  prefs, 
And  ftill  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  {till  his  name  with  praifes  blefs. 

5  For  he's  the  Lord  fupremely  good, 

His  mercy  is  forever  fure  ; 
His  truth,  which  all  times  firmly  flood* 
To  endlefs  ages  fhall  endure. 


i78  P  S  A  L  M    CI,  CII. 

Pfaim  CI.    Long  metre. 

1  /^%^  mercy's  never  failing  fpring, 
V^/     And  ftedfaft  jugdment  I  will  fing  ; 
And  fince  they  both  to  thee  belong, 

To  thee,  O  Lord,  addrefs  my  fong. 

2  When,  Lord,  thou  ihalt  with  me  refide. 
Wife  dif:ipline  my  reign  mall  guide  ; 
With  blamelefs  life  myfelf  I'll  make 

A  pattern  for  my  court  to  take. 

3  No  ill  defign  will  I  purfue, 

Nor  thofe  my  fav 'rites  make  that  do, 

4  Who  to  reproof  has  no  regard, 
Kim  will  I  totally  difcard. 

5  The  private  flanderer  fhall  be 

In  publick  juftice  doom'd  by  me  t 
From  haughty  looks  I'll  turn  afide, 
And  mortify  .the  heart  of  pride. 

6  But  honefty,  call'd  from  her  cell, 

In  fplendour  at  my  court  (hall  dwell  i 
Who  virtue's  practice  make  their  care* 
Shall  have  the  firft  preferments  there. 

7  No  politicks  fhall  recommend 

His  country's  foe  to  be  my  friend  : 
None  e'er  fhall  to  my  favour  rife 
By  fhtt'ring  and  malicious  lies. 

8  All  thofe  who  wicked  courfes  take, 
An  early  facrifice  I'll  make  ; 

Cut  off,  deftroy,  'till  none  remain 
God's  holy  city  to  profane. 

J9  la  till  .Oil.    Common  metre. 

1  1I7HEN  I  pour  out  my  foul  in  pray'r, 
V  V       Do  thou,  O  Lord,  attend  j 
To  thy  eternal  throne  of  grace 
Let  my  fad  cry  afcend, 


PSALM    CII.  179 

2  O  hide  not  thou  thy  glorious  face 

In  times  of  deep  diftrefs  : 
Incline  thine  ear,  and  when  I  call, 
My  forrow  foon  redrefs. 

3  Each  cloudy  portion  of  my  life 

Like  fcatter'd  fmoke  expires  ; 
My  fhrivel'd  bones  are  like  a  health, 
That's  parch'd  with  conftant  fires. 

4  My  heart  like  grafs  that  feels  the  blaft 

Of  fome  infectious  wind, 
Does  languifh  fo  with  grief,  that  fcarce 
My  needful  food  I  mind. 

5  By  reafon  of  my  fad  eftate 

I  fpend  my  breath  in  groans  ; 
My  flefh,  is  worn  away,  my  (kin 
Scarce  hides  my  flatting  bones. 

6  I'm  like  a  pelican  become, 

That  does  in  defarts  mourn  : 
Or  like  an  owl  that  fits  all  day 
On  barren  trees  forlorn. 

7  In  watchings  or  in  reftlefs  dreams 

The  night  by  me  is  fpent, 
As  by  thofe  folitary  birds, 

That  lonefome  roofs  frequent. 

8  All  day  by  railing  foes  I'm  made 

The  fubjecl  of  their  fcorn  ; 
Who  all  poffefs'd  with  furious  rage3 
Have  my  deftruclion  fworn. 

9  When  grov'ling  on  the  ground  I  lie, 

Opprefs'd  with  grief  and  fears, 

My  bread  is  ftrewM  with  afhes  o'er 

My  drink  is  mix'd  with  tears, 


j2o  PSALM    CII. 

jo  Becaufe  on  me  with  double  weight 
Thy  heavy  wrath  doth  lie  : 
For  thou  to  make  my  fall  more  great, 
Didft  lift  me  up  on  high. 

ii  My  days  juft  haft'ning  to  their  end, 
Are  like  an  ev'ning  (hade  : 
My  beauty  does,  like  wither'd  grafs, 
With  waning  luftre  fade, 

12  But  thy  eternal  ftate,  O  Lord, 

No  length  of  time  (hall  wafte  : 
The  mem'ry  of  thy  wond'rous  worksy 
From  age  to  age  fhall  laft. 

13  Thou  fhalt  arife,  and  Sion  view 

With  an  unclouded  Face  : 
For  now  her  time  is  come,  thy  own 
Appointed  day  of  grace. 

14  Pier  fcatter'd  ruins  by  thy  faints 

With  pity  are  furvey'd  : 
They  grieve  to  fee  her  lofty  fpires 
In  duft  and  rubbifh  laid, 

15, 16  The  name  and  glory  of  tne  Lord 
All  heathen  kings  fhall  fear ; 
When  he  fhall  Sion  build  again, 
And  in  full  ftate  appear. 
17,  18  When  he  regards  the  poor's  requeft* 
Nor  flights  their  earneft  pray'r  j 
Our  fons  for  this  recorded  grace, 
Shall  his  juft  praife  declare. 

19  For  God  from  his  abode  on  high, 
Hi?  gracious  beams  difplay'd  ; 
The  Lord,  from  heav'n  his  lofty  throne. 
Hath  all  the  earth  furvev'd 


PSALM    CXI.  fSi 

-20  He  liften'd  to  the  captives  moans, 
He  heard  their  mournful  cry, 
And  freed,  by  his  refiftlefe  pow'r, 
The  wretches  doom'd  to  die. 

21  That  they  in  Sion  where  he  dwells, 

Might  celebrate  his  fame, 

And  through  the  holy  city  ling 

Loud  praifes  to  his  name. 

22  When  all  the  tribes  affembling  there, 

Their  folemn  vows  addrefs, 
And  neighb'ring  lands  with  glad  confent 
The  Lord  their  God  confefs. 

23  But  e'er  my  race  is  run,  my  ftrength 

Through  his  fierce  wrath  decays  ; 
He  has,  when  all  my  withes  bloom'd 
Cut  fhort  my  hopeful  days. 

24  Lord,  end  not  thou  my  life,  faid  I, 

When  half  is  fcarcely  pall. : 
Thy  years  from  worldly  changes  free 
To  endlefs  ages  laft. 

«5  The  ftrong  foundations  of  the  earth 
Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  j 
Thy  hands,  the  beautious  arch  of  heav'a 
With  wond'rous  fkill  have  made  : 
26,  27  Whilft  thou  for  everfhalt  endure,, 
They  foon  fhall  pafs  away  ; 
And  like  a  garment  often  worn, 
Shall  tarniih  and  decay. 

Like  that,  when  thou  ordain'fl:  their  change? 

To  thy  command  they  bend  ; 
Eut  thou  continu'ft  ftill  the  fame, 

Nor  have  thy  year*  an  end, 

Q 


i$2  PSALM  era. 

28  Thou  to  the  children  of  thy  faints? 
Shall  lafting  quiet  give  ; 
Whofe  happy  race  fecurely  fix'd, 
Shall  in  thy  prefence  live. 

l^faim  GUI.  Long  metre. 

s    IV /T  Y  foul  infpir'd  with  facred  love, 
2  JlVX     God's  holy  name  for  ever  blefs  1 
Of  all  his  favours  mindful  prove, 
And  ftill  thy  grateful  thanks  exprefs. 
3,  4.  ,'Tis  he  that  all  my  fins  forgive?, 

And  after  ficknefs  makes  me  found  % 
From  danger  he  my  life  retrieves, 

By  him  with  grace  and  mercy  crown'd* 
5,  6  He  with  good  things  my  mouth  fupplies^ 
My  vigour,  eagle  like,  renews  : 
He,  when  the  guiltlefs  fuff'rers  cries, 
His  foe  with  juft  revenge  purfues. 
7  God  made  of  old  his  righteous  ways 
To  Mb/es  and  our  fathers  known  ; 
His  works  to  his  eternal  praife, 
Were  to  the  ions  of  Jacob  fhown. 
S  The  Lord  abounds  with  tender  love, 
And  unexampled  acts  of  grace  ; 
His  waken'd  wrath  does  flowly  move, 
His  willing  mercy  flows  apace. 
9,  10  God  will  not  always  harfhly  chide> 
But  with  his  anger  quickly  part  ; 
And  loves  his  punifhments  to  guide, 
More  by  his  love  than  our  defert. 
1 1  As  high  as  heav'n  its  arch  extends 
Above  this  little  fpot  of  clay  ; 
So  much  his.boundlefs  love  tranfeends. 
The  finall  refpefts  that  we  can  pay. 


PSALM    CIV.  183 

1 2,  13  As  far  as  'tis  From  eaft  to  weft, 
So  far  has  he  our  fins  remov'd, 
Who  with  a  father's  tender  breaft 
Has  fuch  as  fear'd  him  always  lov'd. 
14,  15  For  God,  who  all  our  frame  furveysj 
Considers  that  we  are  but  clay  : 
How  frefh  foe'er  we  feem,  our  days 
Like  grafs  or  flow'rs  muft  fade  away  : 
16,  17  Whilft  they  are  nipt  with  fudden  blafts} 
Nor  can  we  find  their  former  place  -a 
God's  faithful  mercy  ever  lafts, 

To  thofe  that  fear  him,  and  their  race* 
z  8  This  Ihall  attend  on  fuch  as  ftill 
Proceed  in  his  appointed  way  ; 
And  who  not  only  know  his  will, 
But  to  it  juft  obedience  pay. 
19,  20  The  Lord,  the  univerfal  King, 
In  heav'n  has  fix'd  his  lofty  throne  °, 
To  him,  ye  angels,  praifes  fing, 

In  whofe  great  ftrength  his  pow'r  is  lhowna 
Ye  that  his  juft  commands  obey, 
And  hear  and  do  his  facred  will ; 

21  Ye  hofts  of  his  this  tribute  pay, 
Who  ftill  what  he  ordains  fulfil. 

22  Let  ev'ry  creature  jointly  blefs 
The  mighty  Lord  ;  and  thou,  my  heart j 

With  grateful  joy  thy  thanks  exprefs, 
And  in  this  concert  bear  thy  part. 

l^falm  CIV.    Long  metre. 

BLESS  God,  my  foul  ;  thou,  Lord,  alone 
PoiTeiTeft  empire  without  bounds ': 
With  honour  thou  art  crown'd,  thy  throne 
Sternal  majefty  furrounds, 


^4  PSALM    CIV. 

2  With  light  thou  doft  thyfelf  enrobe, 

And  glory  for  a  garment  take  : 
Heaven's  curtains  ftretch  beyond  the  globe* 
Thy  canopy  of  (late  to  make. 

3  God  builds  on  liquid  air  and  forms 

His  palace  chambers  in  the  ikies  ; 
The  clouds  his  chariots  are  and  ftorms 
The  (Wift  wing'd  deeds  with  which  he  flies* 

4,  As  bright  as  flame,  as  fwift  as  wind, 

His  minifters  heavVs  palace  fill, 
To  have  their  fundry  talks  ailign'd  : 
All  proud  to  ferve  their  Sov'reign's  will* 

5,  6  Earth  on  her  centre  fix'd  he  fet, 

Her  face  with  waters  overfpread  ; 
Nor  proudeft  mountains  dar'd  as  yet, 
To  lift  above  the  waves  their  head. 

7  But  when  thy  awful  face  appear'd, 

Th5  infulting  waves  difpers'd  ;  they  fled, 
When  once  thy  thunder's  voice  they  heard, 
•  And  by  their  hade  confefs'd  their  dread, 

8  Thence  up  by  fecret  tracks  they  creep, 

And  gufhing  from  the  mountains  fide, 
Through  vallies  travel  to  the  deep, 
Appointed  to  receive  their  tide. 

9  There  haft  thou  nVd  the  ocean's  bounds 

The  threatning  furges  to  repel  ; 
That  they  no  more  o'erpafs  their  mounds* 
Nor  to  a  fecond  deluge  {well. 
PART    II. 

10  Yet  thence  in  fmaller  parties  drawn,, 

The  fea  recovers  her  loft  hills  ; 
And  ftarting  fprings  from  ev'ry  lawn, 
Surprifc  the  vales  with  plentious  rills. 


PSALM    CIV.  185 

1 1  The  fields  tame  beads  are  thither  led, 

Weary  with  labour,  faint  with  drought  | 
And  affes  on  wild  mountains  bred, 
Have  fenfe  to  find  thefe  currents  out. 

12  There  (had  y  trees  from  fcorching  beamss 

Yield  fhelter  to  the  feather 'd  throng  ; 
They  drink,  and  to  the  bounteous  ftreams 
Return  the  tribute  of  their  fong. 

13  His  rains  from  heav'n,  parch'd  hills  recruit, 

That  foon  tranfmit  the  liquid  ftore  ; 
*Till  earth  is  burthen'd  with  her  fruit, 
And  nature's  lap  can  hold  no  more. 

14  Grafs  for  our  cattle  to  devour, 

He  makes  the  growth  of  ev'ry  field  5 
Herbs  for  man's  ufe,  of  various  pow'r, 
That  either  iood  or  phyfick  yield. 

15  With  clufter'd  grapes  he  crowns  the  vine, 

To  cheer  man's  heart  oppreft  with  cares3 
Gives  oil  that  makes  his  face  to  (hine  ; 
And  corn,  that  wafted  ftrength  repairs* 
PART    III. 

1 6  The  trees  of  God,  without  the  care 

Or  art  of  man,  with  fap  are  fed  % 
The  mountain  cedar  looks  as  fair 
As  thofe  in  royal  gardens  bred. 

1 7  Safe  in  the  lofty  cedar's  arms 

The  wand'rers  of  the  air  may  reft  j 
The  hcfpitable  pine  from  harms 
Protects  the  ftork,  her  pious  gueft. 
2  8  Wild  goats  the  craggy  rock  afcend, 

Its  tow'ring  heights  their  fortrefs  n\ake^ 
Whofe  cells  in  labyrinths  extend, 
Where  feebler  creatures  refuse  take, 
O 


i 


i86  PSALM    CIV. 

19  The  moon's  inconftant  afpecl  fhowg 
Th'  appointed  feafons  of  the  year  ; 
Th'  inftrucled  fun  his  duty  knows, 
His  hours  to  rife  and  difappear. 
20,  21    Darknefs  he  makes  the  earth  to  fhroucf. 
When  foreft  beafts  fecurely  ftray  ; 
Young  lions  roar  their  wants  aloud 
To  providence,  that  fends  them  prey. 
22  They  range  all  night,  on  (laughter  bent, 
'Till  fummon'd  by  the  rifing  morn, 
To  fculk  in  oens  with  one  confent, 
The  confcious  ravagcrs  return. 

23  Forlh  to  the  tillage  of  his  foil, 
The  hufbandman  fecurely  goes, 
Commencing  with  the  fun  his  toil, 
With  him  returns  to  his  repofe. 
24.  How  various,  Lord,  thy  works  are  found, 
For  which  thy  wifdom  we  adore  i 
The  earth  is  with  thy  treafure  crown'd, 
'Till  nature's  hand  can  grafp  no  more. 
PART     IV. 

25  But  ftill,  the  vaft  unfathom'd  main 

Of  wonders  a  new  fcene  fuppiies, 
Whofe  depths  inhabitants  contain, 
Of  ev'ry  form  and  ev'ry  fize. 

26  Full  freighted  (hips  from  ev'ry  port, 

There  cut  their  unmolefted  way  ; 
Leviathan*  whom  there  to  fport 

Thou  mad' ft,  has  compafs'd  there  to  play. 

27  Thefe  various  troops  of  fea  and  land, 

In  fenfe  of  common  want  agree  : 
All"  wait  on  thy  difpenfing  hand, 

And  have  their  daily  ahns  from  thee. 


P  S  A  L  M  CV.  iS? 

%  3  They  gather  what  thy  (lores  difperfe, 
Without  their  trouble  to  provide  : 
Thou  op'ft  thy  hand,  the  univerfe, 
The  craving  world  is  all  fuppiy'd. 

29  Thou  for  a  moment  hid'ft  thy  face, 

The  num'rous  ranks  of  creatures  mourn  | 
Thou  tak'ft  their  breath,  all  nature's  race 
Forthwith  to  mother  earth  return. 

30  Again  thou  fend'ir.  thy  fpirit  forth, 

T'  infpire  the  mafs  with  vital  feed  : 
Nature's  reitor'd,  and  parent  earth 
Smiles  on  her  new  created  breed. 

31  Thus  through  fucceffive  ages  Hands 

Firm  fix'd  thy  providential  care  ; 
Pleas'd  with  the  work  of  thy  own  hands, 
Thou  deli  :he  vvaftes  of  time  repair. 

32  One  look  of  thine,  one  wrathful  look, 

Earth's  panting  bread  with  terrour  fills  ; 
One  touch  from  thee,  with  clouds  of  fmoke 
In  darknefs  flirouds  the  proudeft  hills. 
^■5,  In  praiiing  God,  while  he  prolongs 

My  breath,  I  will  that  breath  employ  ; 

34  And  join  devotion  to  my  fongs 

Sincere,  as  in  him  is  my  joy. 

35  While  fiimers  from  earth's  face  are  hurl'd, 

My  foul,  praife  thou  his  holy  name, 
'Till  with  my  fong,  the  liit'ning  world 
Join  concert,  and  his  praife  proclaim. 

fMlll  CV.    Common  metre. 

1    f\  RENDER  thanks  and  blefs  the  Lord, 
\_/     Invoke  bis  facred  name  ; 
Acquaint  the  nations  with  his  deeds, 


1 88  P  S  A  L  M    CV. 

2  Sing  to  his  praife,  in  lofty  hymns 

His  wond'rotis  works  rehearfe  ; 
Make  them  the  theme  of  your  difcourfe, 
And  fubject  of  your  verfe. 

3  Rejoice  in  his  almighty  name, 

Alone  to  be  ador'd  ; 
And  let  their  hearts  overflow  with  joy, 
That  humbly  feek  the  Lord. 

4  Seek  ye  the  Lord,  his  faving  ftrength 

Devoutly  ftill  implore  ; 
And  where  he's  ever  prefent,  feek 
His  face  forevermore. 

5  The  wonders  that  his  hands  have  wrought? 

Keep  thankfully  in  mind  ; 
The  righteous  ftatutes  of  his  month, 
And  laws  to  us  afflgn'd. 

6  Know  ye  his  fervant  Abr'ams  feed, 

And  Jacob's  chofen  race, 

7  He's  ftill  our  God,  his  judgments  ftill 

Throughout  the  earth  take  place. 

8  His  cov'nant  he  hath  kept  in  mind 

For  num'rous  ages  paft, 
Which  yet  for  thoufand  ages  more 
In  equal  force  mall  laft. 

9  Firft  tignW  to  Abrnam,  next  by  oath 

To  Ifaac  made  fecure  : 

10  To  Jacob  and  his  heirs  a  law 

For  ever  to  endure  : 

1 1  That  Canaan  %  land  ihould  be  their  lot, 

When  yet  but  few  they  were  : 

12  But  few  in  number,  and  thoie  kw 

All  frieadlefs  ftramrers  there. 


PSALM    CV.  i% 

13  In  pilgrimage,  from  realm  to  realm, 

Securely  they  remov'd  ! 

14  Whilft  proudeft  monarchs  for  their  fake., 

Severely  he  reprov'd  : 

1 5  "  Thefe  mine  anointed  are  faid  he, 

"  Let  none  my  fervants  wrong, 
i(  Nor  treat  the  pooreft  prophet  ill 
fi  That  does  to  me  belong." 

16  A  dearth  at  laft  by  his  command, 

Did  through  the  land  prevail  : 
'Till  corn,  the  chief  fuppo.rt  of  life3 
Suftaining  corn  did  fail. 
27  But  his  indulgent  providence 
Had  pious  jofebh  fent, 
Sold  into  Egypt,  but  their  death 
Who  fold  him  to  prevent. 
1%  His  feet  with  heavy  chains  were  crulliM  5 
With  calumny  his  fame  : 

19  *Till  God's  appointed  time  and  word 

To  his  deliv'rance  came. 

20  The  king  his  fov'reign  order  fent, 

And  refcu'd  him  with  fpeed  ; 
Whom  private  malice  had  confin'd. 
The  people's  ruler  freed. 

2 1  His  court,  revenues,  realms,  were  all 

Subjected  to  his  will  j 

22  His  greateft  princes  to  controul, 

And  teach  his  ftatefmen  ftdIL 

PART    II. 

23  To  Egypt  then,  inverted  guefts, 

Half  famifrrd  Ifrel  came  ; 
And  Jacob  held  by  royal  grants 
The  fertile  foil of  HamK 


i^o  PSALM    CV. 

24  Th*  Almighty  there  with  fuch  increaffe 

His  people  multiply'd, 
'Till  with  their  proud  oppreflbrs  they 
In  ftrength  and  number  vi'd  ; 

25  Their  vaft  increafe  th'  Egyptian  hearts* 

With  jealous  anger  fir'd, 
'Till  they  his  fervants  to  deftroy 
By  treach'rous  arts  confpir'd. 

26  His  fervant  Mofes  then  he  fent, 

His  chofen  Aaron  too  ; 

27  ImpowYd  with  figns  and  miracles 

To  prove  their  million  true. 

28  He  calPd  for  darknefs,  darknefs  came, 

Nature  his  fummons  knew  ; 

29  Each  ftream  and  lake  transform'd  to  bloody 

The  wand'ring  fides  flew. 

30  In  putrid  floods  throughout  the  land, 

The  peft  of  frogs  was  bred  : 
From  noifome  fens  fent  up  to  croak 
At  Pharaoh's  board  and  bed. 

3  r  He  gave  the  fign,  and  fwarms  of  flies- 
Came  down  in  cloudy  hofts  ; 
Whilft  earth's  enliven'd  dull  below, 
Bred  lice  through  all  their  coafts. 

3  z  He  fent  them  batt'ring  hail  for  rain, 
And  fire  for  cooling  dew. 

33  He  fmote  their  vines  and  foreft:  plants* 

And  garden's  pride  o'erthrew. 

34  He  fpake  the  word,  and  locuils  came. 

And  catterpillars  join'd  ; 
They  prey'd  upon  the  poor  remains 
The  Ibrm  had  left  behind* 


PSALM    CV.  193 

3^5  From  trees  to  herbage  they  defcend, 
No  verdant  thing  they  fpare  ; 
But  like  the  naked  fallow  field, 
Leave  all  the  paftures  bare. 

36  From  fields  to  villages  and  towns* 

Commifllon'd  vengeance  flew. 
One  fatal  ftroke. their  eldeft  hopes 
And  ftrength  of  Egypt  flew. 

37  He  brought  his  Servants  forth,  enrich'd 

With  Egypt's  borrow'd  wealth  ; 
And,  what  tranfcends  all  treafures  elfe, 
Enrich'd  with  vig'rous  health. 

38  Egypt  rejoic'd,  in  hopes  to  find 

Her  plagues  with  them  remov'd  ; 
Taught  dearly  now  to  fear  worfe  ills, 
By  thofe  already  prov'd. 

39  Their  fhrouding  canopy  by  day 

A  journ'ying  cloud  was  fpread  ; 
"y  A  fiery  pillar  all  the  night 
Their  defart  marches  led. 

40  They  long'd  for  flefli  ;  with  ev'ning  quails 

He  furnifh'd  ev'ry  tent  : 
From  heav'n's  own  granary,  each  morn, 
The  bread  of  angels  fent. 

41  He  fmote  the  rock  ;  whofe  flinty  breaft 

Pour'd  forth  a  gufning  tide, 
Whofe  flowing  dreams,  where'er  they  mar  Ji'd 
The  defart's  drought  fupply'd. 

42  For  ftill  he  did  on  Abram\  faith 

And  ancient  league  reflecT:  : 

43  He  brought  his  people  forth  with  joy, 

With  triumph  his  elecr. 


I9i  PSALM    CVL 

44.  Quite  rooting  out  their  heathen  foes 
From  Canaan's  Fertile  foil, 
To  them  in  cheep  poffefTion  gave 
The  fruit  of  others'  toil. 
45  That  they  his  ftatutes  might  obferve* 
His  facred  laws  obey. 
For  benefits  fo  vaft,  let  us 
Our  fongs  of  praife  repay. 

Pfalm  CVI.  Long  metre. 

3  f~\  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above 
V>/     The  fountain  of  eternal  love 
Whcfe  mercy  firm  through  ages  pafl 
Has  flood,  and  mall  for  ever  laft, 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  exprefs* 
Not  only  vaft,  but  numberlefs  ? 

Vv  hat  mortal  eloquence  can  raife, 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praife  ? 

3  Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  from  thy  judgments  never  ftrayj 
Who  know  what's  right  ;  not  only  fa) 
Eut  always  praclife  what  they  know, 

4  Extend  to  me  that  favour,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chofen  doft  afford  : 
When  thou  return'ft  to  fet  them  free, 
Let  thy  falvation  vifit  me. 

5  O  may  I  worthy  prove  to  fee 
Thy  faints  in  full  profperity  ; 
That  1  the  jovful  choir  may  join, 
And  count  thy  people's  triumph  mine. 
But  ah  !  can  we  expect  fuch  grace, 
Of  parents  vile,  the  viler  race  ; 

Who  their  mifdeeds  have  acled  o'er 

And  with  new  crimes  ir.crcas'd  the  fcore  ? 


PSALM    CVI.  193 

7  Xngrateful !  they  no  longer  thought 
On  all  his  works  in  Egypt  wrought  5 
The  Red  Sea  they  no  {boner  view'd. 
But  they  their  bafe  diftruft  renew'd. 
$  Yet  he,  to  vindicate  his  name, 

Once  more  to  their  deliv'rance  came, 
To  make  his  fov'reign  pow'r  be  known, 
That  he  is  God,  and  he  alone. 

9  To  right  and  left,  at  his  command, 
The  parting  deep  difclofcd  her  fand  ; 
Where  firm  and  dry  the  paffage  lay, 

As  through  fome  parch 'd  and  defart  way0 

10  Thus  refcu'd  from  their  foes  they  were, 
Who  clofely  prefs'd  upon  their  rear, 

11  Whofe  rage  purfu'd  'em  to  thofe  waves* 
That  prov'd  the  ram  purfuers  graves. 

12  The  wat'ry  mountains  fudden  fall 
O'erwhelm'd  proud  Pharoah^  hoft  and  all* 
This  proof  did  ftupid  Ifr'el  move 

To  own  God's  truth,  and  praife  his  love* 
PART     II. 

13  But  foon  thefe  wonders  they  forgot. 
And  for  his  counfel  waited  not  ; 

14  But  lufting  in  the  wildernefs, 

Did  him  with  frefn  temptations  prefs, 
15'  Strong  food  at  their  requeii  he  fent 
But  made  their  fin  their  punifhment. 

16  Yet  fti  11  his  faints  they  did  oppofe, 
The  prieft  and  prophet  whom  he  chofe<s 

17  But  earth,  the  quarrel  to  decide, 
Her  vengeful  jaws  extended  wide, 
Ralh  Dathan  to  her  centre  drew, 
With  proud  Ablrams  factious  crew, 

R 


r9+  PSALM    CVL 

1 8  The  reft  of  thofe  who  d'd  confpire 
To  kindle  wild  fedition's  tfre, 
With    all  their  impious  train  became 
A  prey  to  heav'n's  devouring  flame. 

19  Near  Horeb's  mount  a  calfHhey  made. 
And  to  the  molten  image  prey'd  ; 

20  Adoring  what  their  hands  did  frame, 
They  chang'd  their  glory  to  their  fkame- 

21  Their  God  and  Saviour  they  forgot, 
And  all  his  works  in  Egypt  wrought  : 

22  His  fjgns  in  Ham's  aftoni(h,d  coaft, 

And  where  proud  Pharaoh's  troops  were  loi1„ 

23  Thus  urg'd,  his  vengeful  hand  he  rear'd, 
But  Mofes  in  the  breach  appear'd  ; 

The  faint  did  for  the  rebels  prey, 

And  turn'd  heav'n's  kindled  wrath  away. 
24,  25  Yet  they  1  is  pleafant  land  defpis'd 

Nor  his  repeated  promife  priz'd  ; 

Nor  did  the  Almighty's  voice  obey  ; 

Ij^ut  when  God  faid,  go  up,  would  ftay. 
26?  27  This  feal'd  their  doom  without  redrefsj 

To  perifti  in  the  wildernefs  ; 

Or  elfe  to  be  by  heathen  hands 

O'enhrown  and  fcatter'd  through  the  lands, 

PART    III. 

28  Yet  unreclaim'd  this  ftubborn  race 
BaalPeor'%  worfhip  did  embrace  ; 
Became  his  impious  guefts,  and  fed 
On  facrifices  to  the  dead. 

29  Thus  they  perfifted  to  provoke 
God's  vengeance  to  the  final  ftroke. 
'Tis  come  : — The  deadly  peft  is  come 
To  execute  their  een'ral  doom. 

o 


P  S  A  L  M    CVI  ig$ 

30  But  Phinehas  fir'd  with  holy  rage, 
The  Almighty's  vengeance  to  aifuage, 
Did,  by  two  bold  offenders  fall, 

Th'  attonement  make  that  ranfom'd  alio 

3 1  As  him  a  heav'nly  zeal  had  mov'd, 
So  heav'n  the  zealous  acl:  approv'd  ; 
To  him  confirming,  and  his  race, 
The  prieithooi  he  fo  well  did  grace. 

3  2  At  Meribah  God's  wrath  they  mov'd* 
Who  Mofes  for  their  fakes  reprov'd  5 

33  Whofe  patient  foul  they  did  provoke, 
'Till  rafhly  the  meek  prophet  fpoke. 

34  Nor  when  poffefs'd  of  Canaan's  land, 
Did  they  perform  their  Lord's  command* 
Nor  his  commimon'd  fword  employ 
The  guilty  nations  to  deftroy  ; 

35  Not  only  fpar'd  the  Pagan  crew, 
But  mingling  learnt  their  voices  too ; 

36  And  worfnip  to  thofe  idols  paid, 
Which  them  to  fatal  fnares  betray 'd. 

37,  38  To  devils  they  did  facrifice 
Their  children  with  relentlefs  eyes  ; 
Approach'd  their  altars  through  a  flood 
Of  their  own  fons'  and  daughters'  bloody 

No  cheaper  viclims  would  appeafe 
Canaan's  remorfelefs  deities  ; 
No  blood  her  idols  reconcile, 
But  that  which  did  the  land  defile. 
PART     IV. 
19  Nor  did  thefe  favage  cruelties 
The  harden'd  reprobates  fuffice  ; 
For  after  their  hearts  lufts  they  weiit$ 
And  daily  did  new  crimes  invent. 
R  2 


;g6  PSALM    CVI, 

40  But  fins  of  fuch  infernal  hue 
Goi's  wrath  againft  his  people  drew  ; 
'Till  he  their  once  indulgent  Lord, 
His  own  inheritance  abhor'd. 

41  He  them  defencelefs  did  expofe 
To  their  infuking  heathen  foes  ; 
And  made  them  on  the  triumphs  wait* 
Of  thofe  who  bcre  them  gnteit  hate. 

42  Nor  thus  his  indignation  ceas'd  ; 
Their  lilt  of  tyrants  he  increas'd. 

'Till  they,  who  God's  mild  fv%ay  declin'ds 
Were  made  the  vaffels  of  mankind. 

43  Yet  when  dillrefs'd  they  did  repent, 
His  anger  did  as  oft  relent  : 

But  freed,  they  did  his  wrath  provoke, 
Renew'd  their  fins,  and  he  their  yoke. 
44.  Nor  yet  implacable  he  prov'd, 

Nor  heard  their  wretched  cries  unmov'd  - 

45  But  did  to  mind  his  promife  bring, 
And  mercy's  inexhaulted  fpring. 

46  Comparfion  too  he  did  imp?rt 
Ev'n  to  their  foes'  obdurate  heart, 
And  pity  for  their  fufF rings  bread 
In  thofe  who  them  to  bondage  led. 

47  Still  five  us,  Lord,  and  Ijr'tl'a  bands 
Together  bring  from  heathen  lands  ; 
So  to  thy  name  our  thanks  we'll  raife, 
And  ever  triumph  in  thy  praife. 

48  Let  Ifrel'%  God  be  ever  blef/d, 
His  name  eternally  confelVd  : 
Let  all  his  faints  with  full  accord 

Sing  loud  Amens, Praife  ye  the  Lord, 


PSALM   cvn.  197 

Pfalm  CVII.    Long  metre. 

t   TPO  God  your  grateful  voices  raife, 
A       Who  doth  your  daily  patron  prove  i 
And  let  your  never  ceafing  praife 
Attend  on  his  eternal  love. 
2, 3  Let  thofe  give  thinks,  whom  he  from  bands, 
Of  proud  oppreffing  fees  released  ; 
And  brought  them  back  from  diftant  landss 
From  norch  and  fouth,  and  weft  and  eaft. 
4,  5  Through  lonely  defart  ways  they  went 
Nor  could  a  people'd  city  find  : 
'Till  quite  with  third  and  hunger  fpent, 
Their  tainting  fouls  within  them  pin'd. 

6  Then  foon  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

Did  they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfaf'd  to  hear, 

And  freed  them  from  their  deep  diftrefsa 

7  From  crooked  paths  he  led  them  forth, 

And  in  the  certain  way  did  guide, 
To  wealthy  towns  of  great  refort, 

Where  all  their  wants  were  well  fupply'd. 
$  O  then  that  ail  the  earth  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodnefs  praife  ! 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays. 
9  For  he  from  heav'n  the  fad  eftate 

Of  longing  fouls  with  pity  views  ; 
To  hungry  fouls  that  pant  for  meat, 
His  goodnefs  daily  food  renews. 
PART    II. 
io  Some  lie  with  darknefs  compafs'd  rounds 
In  death's  uncomfortable  made  : 
And  with  nnweildy  fetters  bound, 
By  prefling  cares  more  heavy  made* 


198  PSALM    CVII. 

II,  12  Becaufe  God's  counkl  they  defy'd 
And  lightly  priz*d  his  holy  word, 
With  thefe  afiliftions  they  were  try'd  : 
They  fell,  and  none  cou'd  help  afford, 

13  Then  foon  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

Did  they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfaf'd  to  hear, 

And  freed  then  from  their  deep  diftrefs, 

14  From  difmal  dungeons,  dark  as  night, 

And  Ihades  as  black  as  death's  anode, 
He  brought  them  forth  to  cheerful  light, 
And  welcome  liberty  beftow'd. 

15  O  then  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodnefs  praife  ! 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  displays 

16  For  he  with  his  almighty  hand, 

The  gates  of  brafs  in  pieces  broke  : 
Nor  could  the  maffy  bars  withftand, 
Or  temper'd  fteel  refift  his  flroke. 

PART    III. 

17  Remorfelefs  wretches,  void  of  fenfe, 

With  bold  tranfgrefiions  Gcd  defy  ; 
And  for  their  multiply 'd  offence, 
Opprefs'd  with  fore  difeafes  lie  : 

18  Their  foul,  a  prey  to  pain  and  fear, 

Abhors  to  tafte  the  choiceil  meats  ; 
And  they  by  faint  degrees  draw  near 
To  death's  inhofpitable  gates. 

19  Then  ftraight  to  God's  indulgent  ear, 

Do  they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfafes  to  hear, 

And  frees  them  from  their  deep  diftred. 


PSALM    CVll.  199 

20  He  all  their  fad  diftempers  heals, 

.  Kis  word  both  health  and  fafety  gives  ; 
And  when  all  human  fuccour  fails, 
From  near  diftruclion  them  retrieves* 

21  O  then  that  all  the  earth,  with  me. 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodnefs  praife  ; 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'rtng  world  difplays ! 
zz  With  off 'rings  let  his  altar  flame, 

Whilil  they  their  grateful  thanks  exprefs* 
And  with  loud  joy  his  holy  name 

For  all  his  acts  of  wonder  blefs  ! 

PART     IV. 

23,  24  They  that  in  mips,  with  courage  boldf, 
O'er  fwelling  waves  their  trade  purfue, 
Do  God's  amazing  works  behold. 
And  in  the  deep  his  wonders  view. 

25  No  fconer  his  command  is  pafr, 

Bat  forth  the  dreadful  tempeft  flies, 

Which  fweeps  the  fea  with  rapid  hafte, 

And  makes  the  ftormy  billows  rife. 

26  Sometimes  the  (hips,  tofs'd  up  to  heav^ 

On  tops  of  mountain  waves  appear  ; 

Then  down  the  fteep  abyfs  are  driv'n, 

Whilft  ev'ry  foul  diiTclves  with  fear. 

27  They  reel  and  ftagger  to  and  fro, 

Like  men  with  fumes  of  wine  opprefs'd  1 
Nor  do  the  feilful  feamen  know 

Which  way  to  fleer,  what  courfe  is  ben\> 

28  Then  ftraight  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

They  do  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfafes  to  hear, 
And  frees  them  from  their  deep  diftrefs* 


200  PSALM    CVXI. 

29,  30  He  does  the  raging  itorm  appeafe, 

And  makes  the  billows  calm  and  ftill  % 
With  joy  they  fee  their  fury  ceafe, 
And  their  intended  courfe  fulfil. 

3 1  O  then  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodnefs  praife  I 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 
Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays  £ 

32  Let  them,  where  all  the  tribes  refort, 

Advance  to  heav'n  his  glorious  name, 
And  in  the  elders  fov'reign  court 

With  one  confent  his  praife  proclaim,, 

PART    V. 

53,  34  A  fruitful  land,  where  ftreams  abound, 
God's  juft  revenge,  if  people  fin, 
Will  turn  to  dry  and  barren  ground 
To  punim  thofe  that  dwell  therein. 
35,  36  The  parch'd  and  defart  heath  he  makes 
To  flow  with  ftreams  and  fpringing  wells* 
Which  for  his  lot  the  hungry  takes, 
And  in  ftrong  cities  hidy  dwells. 
37,  38  He  fows  the  field,  the  vineyard  plants^ 
Which  gratefully  his  toil  repay  ; 
Nor  can,  whilft  God  his  blefiing  grants, 
His  fruitful   feed  or  ftock  decay. 
39  But  when  his  fins  heavVs  wrath  provoke 
His  health  and  fubftance  fade  away  ; 
He  feels  th'  oppreiTor's  galling  yoke, 
And  is  of  grief  the  wretched  prey. 

40 The  prince  that  flights  what  God  command 
Expos'd  to  fcorn,  mult  quit  his  throne  ; 
And  over  wild  and  defart  lands, 
Where  rio  path  often,  tfiay  alone, 


ALU      CVIIX.  «f 

41  Whilft  God,  from  all  affli&ing  cares, 
Sets  up  the  humble  man  on  high  ; 
And  makes  in  time  his  num'rous  heirs 
With  his  increafing  flocks  to  vie. 
42,  43  Then  finners  fhall  have  nought  to  faj^ 
The  juft  a  decent  joy  mall  mow  j 
The  wife  rhefe  ftrange  events  fhall  weigh, 
And  thence  God's  goodnefs  fully  know. 

jPfdm  CVIII.    Common  metre* 

%   ^\   GOD,  my  heart  is  fully  bent, 
V-/     To  magnify  thy  name  ; 
My  tongue  with  cheerful  fongs  of  praife 
Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 

2  Awake,  my  lute  ;  nor  thou,  my  barp? 

Thy  warbling  notes  delay  ; 
Whilft  I  with  early  hymns  of  joy 
Prevent  the  dawning  day. 

3  To  all  the  lift'ning  tribes,  O  Lord, 

Thy  wonders  i  will  tell, 
And  to  thofe  nations  fmg  thy  praife 
That  round  about  us  dwell  ; 

4  Becaufe  thy  mercy's  boundlefs  height 

The  higheft  heav'n  tranfcends, 
And  far  beyond  the  afpiring  clouds. 
Thy  faithful  truth  extends. 
I  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high 
Above  the  ftary  frame, 
And  let  the  world,  with  one  confent, 
Confefs  thy  glorious  name. 
&  That  all  thy  chofen  people  thee 
Their  Saviour  may  declare  ; 
Let  thy  right  hand  protecl  me  {till. 
And  anfwer  thou  my  pray'r. 


26z  P  S  A  L  M    CIX. 

7  Since  God  himfelf  has  faid  the  word* 
Whofe  promife  cannot  fail. 
With  joy  I  Sichem  will  divide, 
And  raeafure  Svccoth's  vale  ; 
2   Gilead  is  mine,  ManaJJeh  too, 

And  Ephrai?n  owns  my  caufe  ; 
Their  ftrength  my  regal  pow'r  fapports- 
And  Judah  gives  my  laws. 

9  Moab  I'll  make  my  fervile  drudge, 

On  vanquiih'd  Edom  tread  ; 
And  through  the  proud  Paleftins  lands, 
My  conqu'ring  banners  fpread. 

10  By  whofe  fupport  and  aid  (hall  I 

Their  well  fenc'd  city  gain  ? 
Who  will  my  troops  fecurely  lead 
Through  Edom's  guarded  plain  ? 
si  Lord  wilt  not  thou  affift  our  arms 
Which  late  thou  did 'ft  forfake  ? 
And  wilt  not  thou,  of  thefe  our  hofts, 
Once  more  the  guidance  take  I 

12  O  to  thy  fervant  in  diftrefs. 

Thy  fpeedy  fuccour  fend  ; 
For  vain  it  is  on  human  aid 
For  fafety  to  depend . 

13  Then  valiant  acls  mail  we  perform, 

If  thou  thy  pow'r  difclofe  ; 
For  God  it  is,  and  Gcd  alone, 
That  treads  down  all  our  fees. 

J^fahll  C1X.    Common  meife. 

1    /^\   GOD,  whofe  former  mercies  make 
K^J     My  conftant  praile  thv  due, 
Hold  not  thy  peace,  but  my  fad  ftate 
With  wonted  favour  view. 


PSALM    CIX.  zo3 

%  For  fmfulmen  with  lying  lips, 
Deceiiful  fpeeches  frame, 
And  with  their  ftudi'd  flanders  feek, 
To  wound  my  fpotlefs  fame. 

3  Their  reliefs  hatred  prompts  them  ftill 

Malicious  lies  to  fpread  ; 
And  all  againft  my  life  combine, 
By  caufelefs  fury  led. 

4  Thofe  whom  with  tend'reft  love  I  us'd, 

My  chief  oppofers  are  ; 
Whilft  I,  of  other  friends  bereft, 
Re-fort  to  thee  by  pray'r. 

5  Since  mifchief,  for  the  good  I  did, 

Their  ftrange  reward  does  prove  % 
And  hatred's  the  return  they  make 
For  undifTembl'd  love  : 

6  Their  guilty  leader  mail  be  made 

To  fome  ill  man  a  Have  : 
And  when  he's  try'd,  his  mortal  foe 
For  his  accufer  have. 

7  His  guilt,  when  fentence  is  pronounc'd* 

Shall  meet  a  dreadful  fate, 
Whilft  his  rejected  pray'r  but  ferves 
His  crimes  to  aggravate. 

8  He,  fnatch'd  by  fome  untimely  fate, 

Shan't  live  cut  half  his  days  : 
Another  by  divine  decree, 
Shall  on  his  office  feize. 

g,  10  His  feed  mail  orphans  be,  his  wife 
A  widow  plung'd  in  grief  : 
His  vagrant  children  beg  their  bread, 
Where  none  can  give  relief. 


204  PSALM    CIX. 

1 1  His  ill  got  riches  (hall  be  made 

To  ufurers  a  prey  ; 
The  fruit  of  all  his  toil  mall  be 
By  ftratfgers  borne  away. 

12  None  fhall  be  found  that  to  his  want*' 

Their  mercy  will  extend, 
Or  to  his  helplefs  orphan  feed 

The  leaft  affiftance  lend. 
j  3  A  fwift  declruction  foon  fhall  feize 

On  his  unhappy  race  ; 
And  the  next  age  his  hated  name 

Shall  utterly  deface. 

14  The  vengeance  of  his  father's  lias, 

Upon  his  head  (hall  fall  ; 
God  on  his  mother's  crimes  fhall  thinks 
And  punifh  him  for  all. 

1 5  All  thefe  in  horrid  order  rank'd, 

Before  the  Lord  (hall  ft  and, 
'Till  his  fierce  anger  quite  cuts  off 
Their  mem'ry  from  the  land. 
PART    II. 

16  Becaufe  he  never  mercy  fhew'd, 

But  (lill  the  poor  opprefc'd  ; 
And  fought  to  flay  the  helplefs  man? 
With  heavy  woes  diftrefsM. 

17  Therefore  the  curfe  he  lov'd  to  vent,, 

Shall  his  own  portion  prove 
And  blefling,  which  he  ftill  abhorr'd, 
Shall  far  from  him  remove. 

18  Since  he  in  curfmg  took  fuch  pride, 

Like  water  it  (hall  fpread 
Through  all  his  veins,  and  (lick  like  ©il 
With  which  his  bone*  arc  &&+ 


P  S  J  L  M    CIX.  205: 

1 9  This  like  a  poifon'd  robe,  mall  ftili 

His  conftant  cov'ring  be  ; 
Or  an  envenom'd  belt,  from  which 
He  never  mail  be  free. 

20  Thus  mall  the  Lord  reward  all  thofe^ 

That  ill  to  me  defign  ; 
That  with  malicious  falfe  reports 
Againft  my  life  combine. 
2r  But  for  thy  glorious  name,  O  GodV 
Do  thou  deliver  me  -3 
And  for  thy  gracious  mercy's  fakeP 
Preferve  and  fet  me  free  : 

22  For  I,  to  utmoft  ftraits  reduc'dj 

Am  void  of  all  relief ; 
My  heart  is  wounded  with  diftrefs, 
And  quite  pierc'd  through  with  grief. 

23  I  like  an  evening  made,  decline,; 

Which  vanifh.es  apace  : 
Like  locufts,  up  and  down  I'm  tofs'd? 
And  have  no  certain  place. 

24,  25  My  knee3  with  failing  are  grown  weak*. 
My  body  lank  and  lean  : 
All  that  behold  me  make  their  heads, 
And  treat  me  with  djfdain. 
26,  27  But  for  thy  mercy's  fake..  O  Lordj 
Do  thou  my  foes  withftand  ; 
That  all  may  fee  'tis  thy  own  acl, 
The  work  of  thy  right  hand. 

28  Then  let  them  curfe,  fo  thou  but  blefs  ? 
Let  mame  the  portion  be 
Of  all  that  my  deftruclion  feek, 
While  I  rejoice  in  thee, 
S 


206  PSALM    CX. 

29  My  foe  mall  with  difgrace  be  cloth'ci. 

And  fpite  of  all  his  pride, 
His  own  confulion,  like  a  cloak, 
,     The  guilty  wretch  fhall  hide. 

30  But  I  to  God,  in  grateful  thanks, 

My  cheerful  voice  will  raife  ; 
And  where  the  great  affembly  meets, 
Set  forth  his  noble  praife. 

31  For  him  the  poor  mall  always  find 

Their  Aire  and  conftant  friend  ; 
And  he  fhall  from  unright'ous  dooms 
Their  guilr.lefs  fouls  defend. 

Jpialm  CX.  Particular  metre. 

*   fTH.H  E  Lord  unto  my  Lord  thus  fpake, 
X       "  'Till  I  thy  foes  thy  footftool  make? 
Sit  thou  in  ftate  at  my  right  hand  : 

2  Supreme  in  Sion  thou  malt  be, 
And  all  thy  proud  oppreffors  fee 

Subjected  to  thy  juft  command. 

3  Thee,  in  thy  powYs  triumphant  day, 
The  willing  nations  fhall  obey  ; 

And  when  thy  rifing  beams  they  view, 
Shall  all,  redeem'd  from  errour's  night, 
Appear  as  numberlefs  and  bright 

As  cryftal  drops  of  morning  dew." 

4  The  Lord  hath  fworn,  nor  fworn  in  vain, 
That,  like  Metckizedek's,  thy  reign 

And  priefthood  fhall  no  period  know  ; 

5  No  proud  competitor  to  fit 

At  thy  right  hand  will  he  permit  ; 

But  in  his  wrath  crown'd  heads  o'erthrow* 

6  The  fentene'd  heathen  he  fhall  flay, 
And  fill  with  carcafles  his  way, 


PSALM    CXI.  207 

'Till  he  hath  (truck  earth's  tyrants  dead  : 
j  But  in  the  highway  brooks  fhall  firft, 
Like  a  poor  pilgrim  Hake  his  thirrr, 
And  then  in  triumph  raife  his  head. 

Pfalm  CXI.  Long  metre. 

1  T) RAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  our  God  to  praife 
JL     My  foul  her  utmoft  powers  fhall  raife, 
Wich  private  friends,  and  in  the  throng 

Of  faints,  his  praife  fhall  be  my  fong. 

2  His  works,  for  greatnefs  though  renown'd^ 
His  wond'rous  works  with  eafe  are  found 
By  thofe  who  feek  for  them  aright. 

And  in  the  pious  fearch  delight. 

3  His  works  are  all  of  matchlefs  fames 
And  univerfal  glory  claim  ; 

His  truth  connrm'd  through  ages  pair, 
Shall  to  eternal  ages  laft. 
4.  By  precept  he  has  us  enjoin'd, 

To  keep  his  wond'rous  works  in  mind 

And  to  pofterity  record, 

That  good  and  gracious  is  our  Lord. 

5  His  bounty,  like  a  flowing  tide, 
Has  all  his  fervant's  wants  fupply'd  ; 
And  he  will  ever  keep  in  mind 

Hi  s  cov'nant  with  our  fathers  fign'd, 

6  At  once  aftonifh'd  and  o'erjoy'd, 
They  faw  his  matchlefs  pow'r  employ'd  • 
Whereby  the  heathen  were  fupprefs'd, 
And  we  their  heritage  pcffefs'd. 

7  Juft  are  the  dealings  of  his  hands, 
Immutable  are  his  commands, 

£  By  truth  and  equity  fuftain'd, 
And  for  eternal  rules  ordain'd„ 


2o3  PSALM    CXII. 

9  He  fet  his  faints  from  bondage  free, 
And  then  eftablifh'd  his  decree, 
For  ever  to  remain  the  fame  ; 
Holv  and  rev'rend  is  his  name. 

10  Who  wifdom's  facred  prize  would  win, 
Muft  with  the  fear  of  God  begin  j 
Immortal  praife  and  heav'nly  {kill 
Have  they  who  know  and  do  his  will. 

J[?fslUTI  CXI  I.    Long  metre. 
HALLELUJAH. 

1  r  I  \HAT  man  is  bleft  who  ftands  in  awe 

X       Of  God  and  loves  his  facred  law  : 

2  His  feed  on  earth  mail  be  renown'd, 
And  with  fueceflive  honours  crown'd. 

3  His  houfe  the  feat  of  wealth,  fhall  be 
An  inexhaufted  treafury  ; 

His  juftice  free  from  all  decay, 
Shall  bleilings  to  his  heirs  convey. 

4  The  foul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brighteft  in  affliction's  night  : 
To  pity  the  diftrefs'd  inclin'd, 

As  well  as  juft  to  all  mankind. 

5  Hislib'ral  favours  he  extends, 

To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  : 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  faves  by  prudence  in  affairs. 

6  Befet  with  threatning  dangers  round  j 
Unmov'd  fhall  he  maintain  his  ground  j 
The  fweet  remembrance  of  the  juft 
Shall  flourim  when  he  fieeps  in  duft. 

7  111  tidings  never  can  furprife 

His  heart,  that  fix'd  on  God  relies  : 
g  On  fafety's  rock  he  fits,  and  fees 
The  fhipvvreck  of  his  enemies, 


PSALM    CXIII.  209 

9  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  beftow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harveft  fow'd, 
Whence  he  lhall  reap  wealth,  fame,  renowns 
A  temp'ral  and  eternal  crown. 

10  The  wicked  {hall  his  triumph  fee, 
And  gnafh  their  teeth  in  agony  ; 
While  their  unright'ous  hopes  decay, 
And  vanilh  with  themfelves  away. 

Pfalm  CXIII.  Particular  metre, 

1  "\/rE  faints  and  fervants  of  the  Lord, 

X       The  triumphs  of  his  name  record  | 

2  His  facred  name  for  ever  blefs. 

3  Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
His  rifing  beams  or  fetting  rays 

Due  praife  to  his  great  name  addrefs* 

4  God  through  the  world  extends  his  fway  s 
The  regions  of  eternal  day 

But  fhadows  of  his  glory  are. 

5  To  him,  whofe  Majeity  excels, 

Who  made  the  heav'n  in  which  he  dwells^ 
Let  no  created  pow'r  compare. 

6  Though  'tis  beneath  his  ftate  to  view 
In  higheft  heav'n  what  angels  do, 

Yet  he  to  earth  vouehfafes  his  care  : 
He  takes  the  needy  from  his  cell, 
Advancing  him  in  courts  to  dwell, 

Companion  to  the  greateft  there* 

7  When  childlefs  families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  bleffing  of  an  heir. 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name  1 
Makes  her  that  barren  was  to  bear* 
And  joyfully  her  fruit  to  rear  : 

O  then  extol  his  matchkfs  fame  I 
S3 


2io  PSALM    CXIV. 

Pfalm  CXIV.  Long  metre. 

i  X  XT*  HEN  If rel>  by  the  Almighty  led, 
V  V    (Enrich'd  with  their  oppreifors  fpoil) 
From  Egypt  march'd,  and  'Jacob's  lecd 
From  bondage  in  a  foreign  foil  ; 

2  Jehovah,  for  his  refidence, 

Chcfe  oat  imperial  Judatis  tent, 
His  manfion  royal,  and  from  thence 
Through  If r  el's  camp  his  orders  fent. 

3  The  diftant  fea  with  terrour  faw, 

And  from  the  Almighty's  prefence  fled  ; 
Old  Jordan's  ftreams,  furpris'd  with  awe, 
Retreated  to  their  fountain's  head. 

4  The  taller  mountains  Ikipp'd  like  rams 

When  danger  near  the  fold  they  hear  ; 
The  hills  fkipp'd  after  them  like  lambs 
Affrighted  by  their  leader's  fear, 

5  O  fea,  what  made  your  tide  withdraw, 

And  naked  leave  your  oozy  bed  ? 
Why  Jordan  againft  nature's  law, 
Recoil 'ft  thou  to  thy  fountain's  head  ; 

6  Why,  mountains,  did  ye  fkip  like  rams 

When  danger  does  approach  the  fold  ? 
Why  after  you  the  hills,  like  lambs 

W7hen  they  their  leader's  flight  behold  ? 

7  Earth  tremble  on :  W7ell  may 'ft  thou  fear 

Thy  Lord  and  Maker's  face  to  fee  : 
When  Jacob's  awful  God  draws  near, 
'Tis  time  for  eartli  and  feas  to  flee. 

8  To  flee  from  God,  who  nature's  law 

Confirms  and  cancels  at  his  will  ? 
Who  fprings  from  flinty  rocks  can  draw, 
And  thirfty  val«  with  water  fill, 


PSALM    CXV.  2ix 

Pfaltlt  CXV.  Common   metre. 

i    T    ORD,  not  to  us,  we  claim  no  fhare, 
X-J     But  to  thy  facred  name 
Give  glory,  for  thy  mercy's  fake, 
And  truth's  eternal  fame. 

2  Why  mould  the  heathen  cry,  where's  now 

The  God  whom  we  adore  ? 

3  Convince  them  that  in  heav'n  thou  art, 

And  uncontroul'd  thy  pow'r. 

4  Their  gods  but  gold  and  filver  are, 

The  works  of  mortal  hands  ; 

5  With  fpcechlefs  mouth  and  fightlefs  eyes, 

The  molten  idol  ftands. 

6  The  pageant  has  both  ears  and  nofe, 

But  neither  hears  nor  fmells  ; 

7  Its  hands  and  feet  nor  feel,  nor  move  $ 

Nor  life  within  it  dwells. 

§  Such  fenfelefs  flocks  they  are  that  we 

Can  nothing  like  them  find  ; 

But  thofe  who  on  their  help  rely, 

And  them  for  gods  defign'd. 

9  O  lfreU  make  the  Lord  your  truft, 

Who  is  your  help  and  lhield  : 

10  Priefts,  Levites,  truft  in  him  alone^ 

Who  only  help  can  yield, 
ii  Let  all  who  truly  fear  the  Lord, 
On  him  their  fear  rely  ; 
Who  them  in  danger  can  defend, 
And  all  their  wants  fupply. 
12,  13  Of  us  he  oft  has  mindful  been, 
And  //"rWshoufe  will  blefs  ; 
Prieft>,  Levites,  profelytes,  ev'n  all 
Who  his  great  name  confefs. 


2i2  PSA  X'.Sf   CXVI. 

1 4  On  you,  and  on  your  heirs  he  will 

Increafe  of  bleflings  bring  : 

1 5  Thrice  happy  you,  who  fav'rites  are 

Of  this  almighty  King. 

16  Heav'n's  higheft  orb  of  glory,  he 

His  empire's  feat  defign'd  ; 
And  gave  this  lower  globe  of  earth 
A  portion  to  mankind. 

17  They  who  in  death  and  filence  fleer* 

To  him  no  pfaife  afford  • 

18  B.;t  we  will  blefs  forevermore 

Our  ever  living  Lord. 

Ipfatllt  CXVI.  Comynon  metre* 

1  "A  /T  Y  foul,  with  grateful  thoughts  of  lovf 
iVi     Intirely  is  pcffefl, 

Becaufe  the  Lord  vouchfaPd  ta  hear 
The  voice  of  my  requeft. 

2  Since  he  has  now  his  ear  inclin'dj 

I  never  will  defpair  ; 
But  ft  ill  in  all  the  ftraits  of  life 
To  him  addrefs  my  pray'r. 

3  With  deadly  forrows  compafs'd  round 

With  pains  of  hell  opprefb'd  ; 
When  troubles  feiz'd  my  aching  hearty 
And  anguifh  racked  my  breaft  : 

4  On  God's  almighty  name  I  call'd, 

And  thus  to  him  I  pray'd  ; 
"  Lord  I  befeech  thee,  fave  my  foul 
With  forrows  quite  difmay'd  ;" 
5,  6  How  juft  and  merciful  is  God ! 
Kow  gracious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Who  faves  the  harmlefs,  and  to  me 
Dees  timely  help  afford. 


PSA  ZSff J.CXVT  215 

1  Then  free  from  penflve  cares,  my  foul 
Refume  thy  wonted  reft  ; 
For  God  has  wond'roufly  to  thee 
His  bounteous  love  expreft, 
S  When  death  alarm'd  me,  he  remov'd 
My  danger  and  my  fears  : 
My  feet  from  falling  he  fecur'd, 
And  dry'd  my  eyes  from  tears. 
9  Therefore  my  life's  remaining  years* 
Which  God  to  me  mail  lend, 
Will  I  in  praifes  to  his  name, 
And  in  his  fervice  fpend. 
10,  11  In  God  I  trufted,  and  of  him 
In  greateft  ftraits  did  boafl:  ; 
For  in  my  flight  all  hopes  of  aid 
From  faith  lefs  men  were  loft  : 
12, 13  Then  what  return  to  him  (hall  I 
For  all  his  gocdnefs  make  ? 
I'll  praife  his  name,  and  with  glad  zeal 
The  cup  of  bleffing  take. 
14  15  I'll  pay  my  vows  amongfi:  his  faints, 
Whofe  blood,  howe'er  defpis'd 
By  wicked  men,  in  God's  account 
Is  always  highly  priz'd. 
16  By  various  ties,  O  Lord,  muft  I 
To  thy  dominion  bow, 
Thy  humble  handmaid's  fon  before, 
Thy  ranfom'd  captive  now. 
17,  18  To  thee  I'll  off'rings  bring  of  praife  j 
And  whilft  I  blefs  thy  name, 
The  juft  performance  of  my  vows 
To  all  thy  faints  proclaim. 
39  They  in  Jerufalem  Ihall  meet, 
And  in  thy  houfe  mall  joinf 


214  PSALM    CXVII. 

To  blefs  thy  name  with  one  confent, 
And  mix  their  fongs  with  mine. 

lg)faim  CXVII.    Common  metre, 

i  T  T  7ITH  cheerful  notes  let  all  the  earth 
V  V       To  heav'n  their  voices  raife. 
Let  all  infpir'd  with  godly  mirth, 
Sing  iblemn  hymns  of  praife. 
i  God's  tender  mercy  knows  no  bound* 
His  truth  fhall  ne'er  decay  ; 
Then  let  the  willing  nations  round, 
Their  grateful  tribute  pay. 

l^falltt  CXVIII.    Common  metre, 

i   f^\  PRAISE  the  Lord,  for  he  is  good, 
2   V_-/     His  mercies  ne'er  decay  s 
That  his  kind  favours  ever  laft, 
Let  thankful  Ifrel  fay. 
3,  4  Their  fenfe  of  his  eternal  love, 
Let  Aaro?iys  houfe  exprefs  ; 
And  that  it  never  fails,  let  all 
That  fear  the  Lord  confefs. 

5  To  God  I  made  my  humble  rnoan^ 

With  troubles  quite  oppreft  ; 
And  he  releas'd  me  from  my  ftraits, 
And  granted  my  requeft. 

6  Since  therefore  God  does  on  my  fide 

So  graciouily  appear, 
Why  mould  the  vain  attempts  of  men 
Poffefs  my  foul  with  fear  ? 
1  Since  God  with  thofe  that  aid  my  caufe 
Vouchfafes  my  part  to  take, 
To  all  my  foes,  I  need  not  doubt, 
A  juft  return  to  make. 


PSALM    CXVIII.  215 

S,  9  For  better  'tis  to  truft  in  God, 
And  have  the  Lord  our  friend, 
Than  on  the  greateft  human  pow'r. 
For  fafety  to  depend, 

20,  1 1  Though  many  nations  clofely  leagu'd 
Did  oft  befet  me  round  : 
Yet  by  his  boundlefs  pow'r  fuftain'd, 
I  did  their  ftrength  confound. 
12  They  fwarm'd  like  bees,  and  yet  their  rage 
Was  but  a  fhort  liv'd  blaze  ; 
For  whiift  on  God  I  ftill  reli'd, 
I  vanquiih'd  them  with  eafe. 

2  3  When  all  united  preft'd  me  hard, 
In  hopes  to  make  me  fall, 
The  Lord  vouchfaf  5d  to  take  my  part, 
And  fav'd  m^  from  them  all. 
14  The  honour  of  my  ft  range  efcape 
To  him  alone  belongs  ; 
He  is  my  Saviour  and  my  ftrength. 
He  only  claims  my  fongs. 

s  5  Joy  fills  the  dwelling  of  the  jufr, 
Whom  God  has  fav'd  from  harm  ; 
For  wond'rous  things  are  brought  to  pafs 
By  his  almighty  arm, 
26  He  by  his  own  refiftlefs  pow'r, 
Has  endlefs  honour  won  ; 
The  faving  ftrength  of  his  right  hand, 
Amazing  works  has  done. 

17  God  will  not  fuffer  me  to  fall, 
But  ftill  prolongs  my  days  ; 
That  by  declaring  all  his  works 
I  may  advance  his  praife. 


2i6        PSALM    CXVIIL 

1 8  When  God  had  forely  me  chaftis'd^ 

'Till  quite  of  hopes  bereav'd, 
His  mercy  from  the  gates  of  death 
My  fainting  life  repriev'd. 

19  Then  open  wide  the  temple  gates 

To  which  the  juft  repair, 
That  I  may  enter  in  and  praife 

My  great  deliv'rer  there. 
20,  21   Within  thofe  gates  of  God's  abode 

To  which  the  righteous  prefs, 
Since  thou  haft  heard,  and  fet  me  fafe, 

Thy  holy  name  I'll  blefs. 

22,  23  That  which  the  builders  once  refus'd 
Is  now  the  corner  (tone  ; 
This  is  the  wond'rous  work  of  God, 
The  work  of  God  alone. 
24,  25  This  day  is  God's;  let  all  the  land 
Exalt  their  cheerful  voice  : 
Lord,  webefeech  thee,  fave  us  nows 
And  make  us  full  rejoice. 

26  Him  that  approaches  in  God's  name, 

Let  all  th'  affembly  blefs  ; 
t(  We  that  belong  to  God's  own  houfe 
Have  wifh'd  you  good  fuccefs." 

27  God  is  the  Lord,  through  whom  we  all' 

Both  light  and  comfort  find  ; 
Faft  to  the  altar's  horns  with  cords 
The  chofen  vicltim  bind. 

28  Thou  art  my  Lord,  O  God,  and  ftill 

I'll  praife  thy  holy  name  ; 
Becaufe  thou  only  art  my  God, 
I'll  celebrate  thy  fame. 


PSALM  CXIX.  213 

29  O  then  with  me  give  thanks  to  God3 
Who  ftill  does  gracious  prove  j 
And  let  the  tribute  of  our  praife 
Be  endlefs  as  his  love. 

Pfaim  CXIX.  Common  metreT 
A  L  E  P  H. 

1  TTOW  blefs'd  are  they  who  always  keep 
JlJL     The  pure  and  perfect  way  ! 

Who  never  from  the  facred  paths 
Of  God's  commandments  ftray  ! 

2  Thrice  blefs'd  !  who  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have  ftill  obedient  been  • 
And  have  with  fervent  humble  zeal 
His  favour  fought  to  win. 

3  Such  men  their  utmoft  caution  ufe 

To  Ihun  each  wicked  deed  ; 

But  in  the  path  which,  he  direcls 

With  conftant  care  proceed. 

4  Thou  ftriaiy  haft  enjoin'd  us,  Lord, 

To  learn  thy  facred  will ; 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  ftatutes  to  fulfil. 

5  O  then  that  thy  molt  holy  will 

Might  o'er  my  ways  prefide  ! 
And  I  the  courfe  of  all  my  life 
By  thy  direction  guide  ! 

6  Then  with  afTurance  mould  I  walk* 

From  all  confuiion  free  • 
Convinc'd  with  joy,  that  all  my  ways 

With  thy  commands  agree 

7  My  upright  heart  M  my  glad  mouth 

With  cheerful  praifes  fill  ? 
When  by  thy  righteous  judgments  taught, 
l  fliali  have  learnt  thy  will,  9    ; 


n8  PSALM    CXIX, 

S  So  to   thy  facred  law  fhall  I 
All  due  obfervance  pay  : 
O  then  forfake  me  not,  my  God, 
Nor  call  me  quite  away. 

BETH, 

9  How  mail  the  young  preferve  their  ways, 

From  all  pollution  free  I 
By  making  ilill  their  comfe  of  life 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

10  With  hearty  zeal  for  thee  I  feek. 

To  thee  for  fuccour  pray  ; 
O  fuffer  not  my  carelefs  fteps 
From  thy  right  paths  to  ftray. 

1 1  Safe  in  my  heart,  and  clofely  hid. 

Thy  word,  my  treafure,  lies  ; 
To  fuccour  me  with  timely  aid, 
,     When  finful  thoughts  arife. 

1 2  Secur'd  by  that,  my  grateful  foul 

Shall  ever  blefs  thy  name  : 
O  teach  me  then  by  thy  juft  laws 
My  future  life  to  frame. 

13  My  lips,  unlock'd  by  pious  zeal, 

To  others  have  declar'd, 
How  well  the  judgments  of  thy  mouth 
Deferve  our  belt  regard. 

14  Whilft  in  the  way  of  thy  command* 

More  folid  joy  I  found, 
Than  had  I  been  with  vaft  increafc 
Of  envy 'd  riches  crown'd. 

15  Therefore  thy  juft  and  upright  laws 

Shall  always  fill  my  mind, 
And  thofe  found  rules  which  thou  prefcrib^ 
All  due  reipea  mall  find. 


PSALM    CXIX.  219 

16  To  keep  thy  ftatutes  undefac'd 

Shall  be  my  conftant  joy  ; 
The  ftrift  remembrance  of  thy  word 
Shall  all  my  thoughts  employ. 
G  I  M  E  L. 

1 7  Be  gracious  to  thy  fervant,  Lord, 

Do  thou  my  life  defend, 
That  I  according  to  thy  word 
My  time  to  come  may  fpend. 

1 8  Enlighten  both  my  eyes  and  mind, 

That  fo  I  may  difcern 
The  wond'rous  things  which  they  behold* 

Who  thy  juft  precepts  learn. 
1 19  Though  like  a  ftranger  in  the  land, 

From  place  to  place  I  ft  ray, 
Thy  righteous  judgments  from  my  fight, 

Remove  not  thou  away. 

20  My  fainting  foul  is  almoft  pin'd, 

With  earneft  longings  fpent ; 
Whilft  always  on  the  eager  fearcu 
Of  thy  juft  will  intent. 

21  Thy  fharp  rebuke  fhall  crufti  the  proud, 

Whom  ftill  thy  curfe  purfues  ; 
Since  they  to  walk  in  thy  right  ways 
Prefumptuouflv  refufe. 

22  But  far  from  me  do  thou,  O  Lord, 

Contempt  and  fhame  remove  ; 
For  I  thy  facred  laws  effect 
With  undiffembled  love. 

23  Though  princes  oft,  in  counfel  met, 

Againft  thy  fervant  fpake  ; 
Yet  I  thy  ftatutes  to  obferve, 
My  conftant  bufinefs  make« 
T2 


32o  PSALM    CXIX. 

24  For  thy  commands  have  always  been 

My  comfort  and  delight ; 
By  them  I  learn  with  prudent  care, 
To  guide  my  fleps  aright. 

D  A  L  E  T  H. 

25  My  foul  opprefs'd  with  deadly  care, 

Clofe  to  the  duft  does  cleave  ; 
Revive  me,  Lord,  and  let  me  now 
Thy  promis'd  aid  receive. 

26  To  thee  I  ftill  declar'd  my  ways, 

And  thou  inclin'ft  thine  ear  ; 
O  teach  me  then  my  future  life 
By  thy  juft  laws  to  fteer. 

27  If  thou  wilt  make  me  know  thy  laws, 

And  by  thy  guidance  walk, 
The  wond'rous  works  which  thou  haft  done* 
Shall  be  my  conftant  talk. 

28  But,  fee  my  foul  within  me  fmks, 

Prefs'd  down  with  weighty  care  j 
Do  thou  according  to  thy  word, 
My  wafted  ftrength  repair. 

29  Far,  far  from  me  be  all  falfe  ways, 

And  lying  arts  remov'd  ! 
But  kindly  grant  I  ftill  may  keep 
The  path  by  thee  approv'd. 

30  Thy  faithful  ways  thou  God  of  truth, 

My  happy  choice  I've  made  ; 
Thy  judgments,  as  my  rule  of  life 
Before  me  always  laid. 

31  My  care  has  been  to  make  my  life 

With  thy  commands  agree  ; 
O  then  preferve  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
From  Ihame  and  ruin  free. 


PSALM    CXIX.  221 

32  So  in  the  way  of  thy  commands 

Shall  I  with  pleafure  run,  ^ 
And  with  a  heart  enlarg'd  with  joy, 
Succefsfully  go  on. 

H  E. 

33  Inftruft  me  in  thy  ftatutes,  Lord, 

Thy  righteous  paths  difplay  ; 
And  I  from  them,  through  all  my  life* 
Will  never  go  aft  ray. 

34  If  thou  true  wifdom  from  above 

Wilt  gracioufly  impart, 
To  keep  thy  perfect  laws  I  will 
Devote  my  zealous  heart. 

35  Direct  me  in  the  facred  ways 

To  which  thy  precepts  lead  ; 

Becaufe  my  chief  delight  has  been 

Thy  righteous  paths  to  tread. 

36  Do  thou  to  thy  moll  juft  commands 

Incline  my  willing  heart : 
Let  no  defire  of  worldly  wealth 
From  thee  my  thoughts  divert. 

37  From  thofe  vain  objects  turn  my  eyes 

Which  this  falfe  world  difplays  ; 
But  give  me  lively  pow'r  and  ftrength 
To  keep  thy  righteous  ways. 

38  Confirm  the  promife  which  thou  mad 'ft, 

And  give  thy  fervant  aid, 
Who  to  trangrefs  thy  facred  laws 
Is  awfully  afraid. 

39  The  foul  difgrace  I  juftly  fear, 

In  mercy  Lord  remove  ; 
For  all  the  judgments  then  ordain'ft 
Are  full  of  grace  and  love. 
T3 


222  PSALM    CXIX. 

40  Thou  know 'ft  how,  after  thy  commands 

My  longing  heart  does  pant ; 

O  then  make  hafte  to  raife  me  up 

And  promis'd  fuccour  grant. 

V  A  U. 

41  Thy  conftant  blefling,  Lord,  bellow 

To  cheer  my  drooping  heart ; 
To  me,  according  to  thy  word, 
Thy  faving  health  impart. 

42  So  fhall  I  when  my  foes  upbraid, 

This  ready  anfwer  make  ; 
"  In  God  I  trult,  who  never  will 
His  faithful  promife  break." 

43  Then  let  not  quite  the  word  of  truth 

Be  from  my  mouth  remov'd  ; 
Since  ftill  my  ground  of  ftedfaft  hope 
Thy  juft  decrees  have  prov'd. 

44  So  I  to  keep  thy  righteous  laws> 

Will  all  my  ftudy'bend; 
From  age  to  age,  my  time  to  come 
In  their  obfervance  fpend. 

45  E'er  long  I  truft  to  walk  at  large, 

From  all  incumbrance  free  ; 
Since  I  refolve  to  make  my  life 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

46  Thy  laws  fnall  be  my  cenftant  talk  ; 

An     princes  (hall  attend, 
Whilft  I  the  juftice  of  thy  ways 
With  confidence  defend, 

47  My  16  ging'tieart  and  ravrfti'd  foul 

Shall  (low  v.  ith  jpyj 

W-  ?n  in  fhv  Iov'd  co.T.mardine.nts  I 
My  h  -p;<y  hours  employ. 


PSALM    CXIX.  223 

48  Then  will  I  to  thy  juft  decrees 

Lift  up  my  willing  hands  ; 
My  care  and  bufmefs  rhen  mall  be 
To  ftudy  thy  commands. 
ZAIN. 

49  According  to  thy  promis'd  grace, 

Thy  favour,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Make  good  to  me  the  word,  on  which 
Thy  fervant's  hopes  depend. 

50  That  only  comfort  in  diftrefs, 

Did  ail  my  griefs  controul  ; 
Thy  word  when  troubles  hemm'd  me  round 
Reviv'd  my  fainting  foul. 

5 1-  Infulting  foes  did  proudly  mock, 
And  all  my  hope  deride  ; 
Yet,  from  thy  law,  not  all  their  fcofFs 
Could  make  me  turn  afide. 
52  Thy  judgments  then,  of  ancient  date, 
I  quickly  calFd  to  mind, 
*Till  ravam'd  with  fuch  thoughts  my  foul 
Did  fpeedy  comfort  find. 

II  Sometimes  I.  Hand  amaz'd,  like  one 
With  deadly  horrour  ftruck, 
To  think  how  all  my  finful  foes 
Have  thy  juft  laws  forfook. 
54  But  I  thy  ftatutes  and  decrees 
My  ( heerful  anthems  made  ; 
Whilft  through  ftrange  lands  and  defarts  wild, 
I  like  a  pilgrim  ftray'd. 

$$  Thy  name,  that  cheer'd  my  heart  by  day. 
Has  nll'd  my  thoughts  by  night, 
I  tren  refolv'd  by  thy  juft  laws, 
To  guide  my  fieps  aright. 


224  PSALM    CXIX. 

56  That  peace  of  mind,  which  has  my  foul 
In  deep  diftrefs  fuftain'd, 
By  Uriel:  obedience  to  thy  will 
I  happily  obtain'd. 

CHETH, 

57  O  Lor.!,  my  God,  my  portion  thou, 

And  fure  pofTeflion  art  ; 

Thy  words  I  ftedfaftly  refolve 

To  treafure  in  my  heart. 

58  With  all  the  ftrength  of  warm  defires 

I  did  thy  grace  implore  ; 
Difclofe,  according  to  thy  word, 
Thy  mercy's  bound lefs  ftore. 

59  With  due  reflection  and  ftricl  care 

On  all  my  ways  I  thought  ; 
And  fo,  reclaimed  to  thy  juft  paths, 
My  wand'ring  fteps  I  brought. 

60  I  loft  no  time,  but  made  great  hafte, 

Refolv'd  without  delay, 
To  watch,  that  I  might  never  more 
From  thy  commandments  ftray. 

61  Though  num'rous  troops  of  finful  men 

To  rob  me  have  combin'd  ; 
Yet  I  thy  pure  and  righteous  laws 
Have  ever  kept  in  mind. 

62  In  de:u]  of  night  I  will  arife 

To  fine  thy  folemn  praife  ; 
Convi"n<f3  how  much  I  always  ought 
To  lo»'e  thy  righteous  ways. 
6}  To  fuch  as  fear  thy  holy  name, 
lyfelf  I  clofely  join  ; 
To  all  who  their  obedient  wills 
To  thy  command  tefign. 


PSALM    CXIX.  22$ 

^4  O'er  all  the  earth  thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Abundantly  is  died  ; 
O  make  me  then  exactly  learn, 
Thy  facred  paths  to  tread. 
TETH. 
6$  With  me  thy  fervant,  thou  haft  dealt 
Moft  gracioufly,  O  Lord, 
Repeated  benefits  beftow'd, 
According  to  thy  word. 

66  Teach  me  the  facred  fkill  by  which 

Right  judgment  is  attained, 
Who  in  belief  of  thy  commands 
Have  ftedfaftly  remain'd. 

67  Before  afniclion  ftopp'd  my  courfe, 

My  footfteps  went  aftray  ; 
But  I  have  fince  been  difciplin'd, 
Thy  precepts  to  obey. 

68  Thou  art,  O  Lord,  fupremely  good, 

And  all  thou  doft  is  fo  ; 

On  me,  thy  ftatutes  to  difcern, 

Thy  faving  fkill  beftow. 

69  The  proud  have  forg'd  malicious  lies, 

My  fpotlefs  fame  to  ftain  j 
But  my  fix'd  heart,  without  referve, 
Thy  precepts  mall  retain  ; 

70  While  pamper'd  they  with  profp'rous  ills 

In  fenfual  pleafures  live, 
My  foul  can  relifh  no  delight, 
But  what  thy  precepts  give. 

71  'Tis  good  for  me  that  I  have  felt 

AfHi&ion's  chaft'ning  rod, 
That  I  might  duly  learn  and  keep 
The  ftatutes  of  my  God, 


2*6  PSALM    CXIX. 

72  The  law  that  from  thy  mouth  proceeds 

Of  more  efteem  I  hold, 
Than  untouch'*! -mines,  than  thoufand  mines 
Of  filver  and  of  gold. 

job. 

73  To  me  who  am  the  workmanfhip 

Of  thy  almighty  hands, 
The  heav'nly  underftanding  give 
To  learn  thy  juft  commands. 

74  My  prefervation  to  thy  faints 

Strong  comfort  will  afford, 

To  fee  fuccefs  attend  my  hopes, 

Who  trufted  in  thy  word. 

75  That  right  thy  judgments  are,  I  now 

By  fure  experience  fee  ; 
And  that  in  faithful nefs,  O  Lord, 
Thou  haft  afflifted  me. 

76  O  let  thy  tender  mercy  now 

Afford  me  needful  aid 
According  to  thy  promife,  Lord, 
To  me  thy  fervant  made. 

77  To  me  thy  faving  grace  reftore, 

That  I  again  may  live  ; 
Whofe  foul  can  relifh  no  delight, 
But  what  thy  precepts  give. 

78  Defeat  the  proud,  who  unprovok'd, 

To^  ruin  me  have  fought, 
Who  only  on  thy  facred  laws 
Employ  my  harmlefs  thought. 

79  Let  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  efpoufe 

My  caufe,  and  thofe  alone 
Who  have  by  ftricl  and  pious  fearch 
Thy  facred  precepts  known. 


PSALM    CXIX.  327 

$o  In  thy  bleft  ftatutes  let  my  heart 
Continue  always  found, 
That  guilt  and  fhame,  the  linner's  lot, 
May  never  me  confound. 

C  A  P  H. 
Ii  My  foul  with  long  expectance  faints 
To  fee  thy  faving  grace  : 
Yet  (till  on  thy  unerring  word 
My  confidence  I  place. 
§2  My  very  eyes  confume  and  fail 
With  waiting  for  thy  word  : 
O  !  when  wilt  thou  thy  kind  relief 
And  promised  aid  afford  ? 

$3  My  ikin  like  fnrivel'd  parchment  fhows3 
That  long  in  fmoke  is  fet  ; 
Yet  no  affliction  me  can  force 
Thy  ftatutes  to  forget. 
S4  How  many  days  mull  I  endure 
Of  forrow  and  diftrefs  ? 
When  wilt  thou  judgment  execute 
On  them  who  me  opprefs  ? 

85  The  proud  have  digg'd  a  pit  for  me. 

Who  have  no  other  foes, 

But  fuch  as  are  averfe  to  thee, 

And  thy  juft  laws  oppofe. 

86  With  right  and  truth's  eternal  laws 

All  thy  commands  agree  ; 
Men  persecute  me  without  caufe, 
Thou,  Lord,  my  helper  be. 

87  W7ith  clofe  deiigns  againft  my  life 

They  had  almoft  prevaiFd, 
But  in  obedience  to  thy  will 
My  duty  never  faii'do 


228  PSALM    CXIX. 

88  Thy  wonted  kindnefs,  Lord,  reftore* 

My  drooping  heart  to  cheer  ; 
That  by  thy  righteous  ftatutes,  I 
My  life's  whole  courfe  may  fleer. 
LAMED. 

89  For  e*er,  and  for  ever,  Lord, 

Unchang'd  thou  doft  remain  ; 
Thy  word  eftablifh'd  in  the  heav'ns, 
Does  all  their  orbs  fuftain. 

90  Through  circling  ages,  Lord,  thy  truth 

Immoveable  (hall  ftand, 
As  doth  the  earth,  which  thou  uphold'ft 
By  thy  almighty  hand. 

91  All  things  the  courfe  by  thee  ordain'd, 

Ev'n  to  this  day  fulfil  ; 
They  are  thy  faithful  fubjetts  all, 
And  fervants  of  thy  will. 

92  Unlefs  thy  facred  law  had  been 

My  comfort  and  delight, 
I  muft  have  fainted,  and  expir'd 
In  dark  affliction's  night. 

93  Thy  precepts  therefore  from  my  thoughts 

Shall  never,  Lord,  depart ; 
For  thou  by  them  haft  to  new  life 

Reftor'd  my  dying  heart. 
94.  As  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 

Protect  me,  Lord,  from  harm  ; 
Who  have  thy  precepts  fought  to  knowP 

And  carefully  perform. 

95  The  wicked  have  their  ambufh  laid 
My  guihlefs  life  to  take  : 
Eut  in  the  midft  of  danger  I 
Thy  word  my  fludy  make. 


PSALM    CXDC  239 

9$  I've  feen  an  end  of  what  we  call 
Perfection  here  below  : 
Bat  thy  commandments,  like  thyfelf, 
No  change  or  period  know. 
M    E     M. 

97  The  love  that  to  thy  laws  I  bears 

No  language  can  difplay  ; 
They  with  frem  wonders  entertain 
My  ravifli'd  thoughts  all  day, 

98  Through  thy  commands  I  wifer  grow 

Than  all  my  fubtil  foes  ; 
For  thy  fure  word  doth  me  direft, 
And  all  my  ways  difpofe. 

99  From  me  my  former  teachers  now 

May  abler  counfel  take  • 
Becaufe  thy  facred  precepts'  I 
My  conftant  ftuddy  make. 

100  In  underftanding  I  excel 
The  fages  of  our  days  • 

Becaufe  by  thy  unerring  rules 
l  order  all  my  ways. 

101  My  feet  with  care  I  have  refrain'd 
*rom  ev'ry  fmful  way, 

That  to  thy  facred  word  I  might 
Entire  obedience  pay. 
103  I  havenot  from  thy  judgment  fWd 
%  vain  defires  milled  •  ' 

*  or  Lord,  thou  haft  inftruded  me 
rhy  righteous  paths  to  tread 

103  How  fweetare  all  thy  words  °to  me 
U  what  divine  repair  ' 

Low -  rnuch  more  grateful  to  my  fool," 
1  n«n  aoney  to  my  t~ft° 

U   "' 


230  PSALM    CXIX. 

104  Taught  by  thy  facred  precepts,  I 

With  heav'nly  {kill  am  bleft, 
Through  which  the  treach'rous  ways  of  ft* 
I  utterly  deteft. 

NUN. 

105  Thy  word  is  to  my  feet  a  lamp, 
The  way  of  truth  to  mow  : 

A  watchlight  to  point  out  the  path, 
In  which  I  ought  to  go. 

106  I  fwear,  and  from  my  folemn  oath 

I'll  never  {tart  afide, 
That  in  thy  righteous  judgments  I 
Will  ftedfaitly  abiae. 

107  Since  I  with  griefs  am  fo  oppreft, 

That  I  can  be,ar  no  more  ; 
According  to  thy  word,  do  thou 
My  fainting  foul  reftore. 

108  Let  frill  my  facrifice  of  praife 

With  thee  acceptance  find  ; 
And  in  thy  righteous  judgments,  Lord, 
Inftrucl  my  willing  mind. 

109  Though  ghaftly  dangers  me  furrounds 

My  foul  they  cannot  awe, 
Nor  with  continual  terrours  keep 

From  thinking  on  thy  law. 
no  My  wicked  and  invet'rate  foes 

For  me  their  frares  have  laid  ; 
Yet  I  have  kept  the  upright  path, 

Nor  from  thy  precepts  firay'd. 
1 1 1  Thy  tefti monies  I  have  made 

My  heritage  and  choice  ; 
For  they  when  other  contorts  fail, 

My  drooping  heart  rejoice. 


P  S  A  L  k    CXIX. 

112  My  heart  with  early  zeal  began 
Thy  ftatutes  to  obey  ; 

And  'till  my  courfe  of  life  is  done 
Shall  keep  thy  upright  way. 
S  A  M  E  C  H.  ^ 

113  Deceitful  thoughts  and  practices 
I  utterly  deteft  ; 

But  to  thy  law  afFedtion  bear 
Too  great  to  be  exprefs'd. 

114  My  hiding  place,  my  refuge  tow'r9 

And  fhield  art  thou,  O  Lord  ; 
I  firmly  anchor  all  my  hopes. 
On  thy  unerring  word. 

115  Hence  ye  that  trade  in  wickedaefs, 

Approach  not  my  abode  ; 

For  firmly  I  refolve  to  keep 

The  precepts  of  my  God. 

1 1 6  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 
From  danger  fet  me  free  ; 

Nor  make  me  of  thofe  hopes  afham'd^ 

That  I  repofe  on  thee. 
217  Upheld  me,  fo  fhall  I  be  fafe, 

And  refcued  from  diftrefs  : 
To  thy  decrees  continually 

My  juft  refpect  addrefs. 

118  The  wicked  thou  haft  trod  to  earth} 
Who  from  thy  ftatutes  ftray'd  ; 

Their  vile  deceit  the  juft  reward 
Of  their  own  falfehood  made, 

119  The  wicked  from  thy  holy  land 

Thou  doft  like  drofs  remove  ; 
I  therefore,  with  fuch  juttice  cha 
Thy  teftimonies  love, 
U  2 


S3*  PSALM    CXIX. 

no  Yet  with  that  love  they  make  me  dread 
Left  I  Ihould  fo  offend, 
When  on  tranfgreflors  I  behold 
Thy  judgments  thus  defcend, 

A    I    N. 

ill  Judgment  andjuftice   I  have  lov'd  ; 
O  therefore  Lord  engage 
In  my  defence,  nor  give  me  up 
To  my  oppreffor's  rage. 
822  Do  thou  be  furety  Lord  for  me, 
And  fo  mail  this  diftrefs 
Prove  good  for  me  ;  nor  mall  the  proud 
My  guiltlefs  foul  opprefs. 

123  My  eyes,  alas  !  begin  to  fail, 

In  long  expectance  held  ; 
sTill  thy  fahation  they  behold, 
And  righteous  word  fulfill'd. 

124  To  me,  thy  fervant  in  diftrefs. 
Thy  wonted  grace  difplay, 

And  difcipline  my  willing  heart, 
Thy  flatutes  to  obey. 

125  On  me  devoted  to  thy  fear, 
Thy  facred  fkill  beftow, 

That  of  thy  teftimonies  I 
The  full  extent  may  know. 
Tis  time,  high  time  for  thee,  O  LorJ, 
ny  vengeance  to  employ, 
men  with  open  violence 
facred  law  deftroy. 
ir  contempt  of  thy  commands, 
es  their  value  r  fe 
n,  who  pureft  gold 
with  them  defpife* 


PSALM  CXIX. 

128  Thy  precepts  therefore  I  account, 
In  all  refpefts  divine 

They  teach  me  to  difcern  the  right, 
And  all  falfe  ways  decline. 
P  E. 

1 29  The  wonders  which  thy  laws  contain 

No  words  can  reprefent  ; 
Therefore  to  learn  and  pra&ife  them3 
My  zealous  heart  is  bent. 

130  The  very  entrance  to  thy  word 
Celeftial  light  difplays, 

And  knowledge  of  true  happinefs 
To  fimpleft  minds  conveys. 

131  With  eager  hopes  I  waiting  ftood$ 

And  fainted  with  defire, 
That  of  thy  wife  commands  I  might 
The  facred  (kill  acquire. 
t$z  With  favour.  Lord  look  down  on  me 
Who  thy  relief  implore  ; 
As  thou  art  wont  to  vifit  thofe 
That  thy  bleft  name  adore. 
133  Directed  by  thy  heaven 'ly  word, 
Let  all  my  footfteps  be  : 
Nor  wickednefs  of  any  kind, 
Dominion  have  o'er  me. 
134.  Releafe  entirely,  fet  me  free 
From  perfecuting  hands, 
That,  unmolifted,  I  may  learn 
And  praclife  thy  commands. 
l$$  On  me,  devoted  to  thy  fear, 
Lord,  make  thy  face  to  fhine  : 
Thy  ftatutes  both  to  know  snd  keep, 
My  heart  with  zeal  incline. 
U3 


T  S 'A  L  M    CX1X. 

>$6  My  eyes  to  weeping  fountains  turn, 
Whence  briny  rivers  flow, 
To  fee  mankind  againft  thy  laws 
In  bold  defiance  go. 

T  S  A  D  D  I. 

«37  Thou  art  the  righteous  Judge  in  whom 
Wrong'd  innocence  may  trutt ; 
And,  like  thyfelf,  thy  judgments,  Lord, 
In  all  refpefts  are  juft. 

138  Moft  juft  and  true  thofe  ftatutes  were-, 
Which  thou  didft  firft  decree  ; 

And  all  with  faithfulnefs  perform'd, 
Succeeding  times  lliall  fee. 

139  With  zeal  my  flefti  confumes  away, 
My  foul  with  anguifti  frets, 

To  fee  my  foes  contemn  at  once 
Thy  promifes  and  threats. 
E40  Yet  each  negledted  word  of  thine, 
Howe'er   by  them  defpis'd, 
Is  pure,  and  for  eternal  truth 
By  me  thy  fervent  priz'd. 

541   Brought,  for  thy  fake,  to  low  eflate, 
Contempt  from  all  I  find  ; 
Yet  no  affronts  or  wrongs  can  drive 
Thy  precepts  from  my  mind. 
142  Thy  righteoufnefs  (hall  then  endure, 
When  time  itfelf  is  paft  ; 
Thy  law  h  truth  itfelf,  that  truth 
Which  fhall  for  ever  laft. 
43  Though  trouble,  anguifti,  doubts,  and  dreaa 
To  compafe  me  unite, 
Befet  with  danger,  {till  I  make 
Thy  precepts  my  delight. 


PSALM    CXXX.  235 

44  Eternal  and  unerring  rules 

Thy  tefti  monies  give  : 
Teach  me  the  wifdom  that  will  make 
My  foul  for  ever  live. 

KOPH. 

4.5  With  my  whole  heart  to  God  I  call'd 

Lord,  hear  my  earneft  cry  ; 
And  I  thy  ftatutes  to  perform, 

Will  all  my  care  apply. 
J.6  Again  more  fervently  I  pray'd, 

O  fave  me  that  I  may 
Thy  teftimonies  throughly  know, 

And  ftedfaftly  obey 

4.7  My  earlier  pray'r  the  dawning  day 

Prevented,  while  I  cry'd 
To  him  on  whofe  engaging  word 

My  hope  alone  rely'd. 
£8  With  zeal  have  I  awak'd  before 

The  midnight  watch  was  fet, 

That  I  of  thy  myftericus  word 

Might  perfect  knowledge  get. 

;o.  Lord,  hear  my  fupplicating  voice, 

And  wonted  favour  fliew ; 
I O  quicken  me,  and  fo  approve 

Thy  judgments  ever  true. 

0  My  perfecting  foes  advance, 
And  hourly  nearer  draw  ; 

What  treatment  can  I  hope  from  them 
Who  violate  thy  law  ? 

1  Though  they  draw  nigh  my  comfort  is 
Thou  Lord,  art  yet  more  near  ; 

Thou,  uhofe  commands  are  righteous  all, 
Thy  promifes  fincere. 


236  PSALM    CXIX. 

152  Concerning  thy  divine  decrees, 
My  foul  has  known  of  old 

That  they  were  true,  and  mall  their  trutk 
To  endlefs  ages  hold. 

R  E  S  C  H. 

153  Confider  my  affliction,  Lord, 
And  me  from  bondage  draw  ; 

Think  on  thy  fervant  in  diftrefs, 
.  Who  ne'er  forgets  thy  law. 
1 54.  Plead  thou  my  caufe  ;  to  that  and  me 
Thy  timely  aid  afford  ; 
With  beams  of  mercy  quicken  me 
According  to  thy  word. 

155  From  harden'd  finners  thou  remov'ft 
Salvation  far  away  : 

'Tis  jult  thou  mould'ft  withdraw  from  ther 
Who  from  thy  ftatutes  ftray. 

1 56  Since  great  thy  tender  mercies  are 

To  all  who  thee  adore  ; 
According  to  thy  judgments,  Lord, 
My  fainting  hopes  reftore. 

157  A  num'rous  hoft  of  fpiteful  fees 
Againft  my  life  combine  ; 

But  all  too  few  to  force  my  foul 
Thy  ftatutes  to  decline. 

158  Thofe  bold  tranfgrefibrs  I  beheld, 
And  was  with  grief  cpprefb'd, 

To  fee  with  what  audacious  pride 
Thy  cov'ixmt  they  tranigrelVd. 

159  Yet  while  they  flight,  confider,  Lord, 
How  I  thy  precepts  love  ; 

O  therefore  quicken  ire  wkh  !;<2wj 
Of  mercy  from  above. 


PSALM    CXIX.  237 

160  As  from  the  birth  of  time  thy  truth, 
Has  held  through  ages  paft, 
So  (hall  rhv  righteous  judgments,  firm, 
To  endlefs  ages  laft. 

S  C  H  I  N. 

Si  Though  mighty  tyrants,  without  caufe, 
Confpire  my  blood  to  fried. 
Thy  facred  word  has  pow'r  alone 
To  fill  my  heart  with  dread. 

62  And  yet  that  word  my  joyful  breaft 
With  heav'nly  rapture  warms, 

Nor  conquer!,  nor  the  fpoils  of  war, 
Have  fuch  tranfporting  charms. 

63  Perfidious  practices  and  lies 
I  utterly  deteft  ; 

Bat  to  thy  laws  affrftion  bear, 
Too  vail  to  be  expreft. 

64  Sev'n  times  a  day  with  grateful  voicej 
Thy  praiies  I  refound, 

Becaufe  I  find  thy  judgments  all 
With  truth  and  juftice  crown'd. 

>5  Secure  fubftantial  peace  have  they 

Who  truly  love  thy  law  ; 
No  foifling  raifchief  them  can  tempt, 

Nor  frowning  danger  awe. 
6  For  thy  falvatipn  I  have  hop'd, 

And  though  fo  long  delay'd, 
With  cheerful  zeal  and  ftriclefl  care 

All  thy  commands  obey'd. 
1  Thy  teftimonies  I  have  kept, 

And  conftantly  obey'd  ; 
Jkcaufe  the  love  I  bore  to  them, 

Thy  fervice  eafy  made. 


238  P  S  4  L  M    CXlX. 

1 68  From  ftrift  obfervance  of  thy  laws 
I  never  yet  withdrew  j 

Convinc'd  that  my  moft  fecret  ways 
Are  open  to  thy  view; 

T    A    U. 

169  To  my  requeft  and  earneft  cry 
Attend,  O  gracious  Lord  ; 

Infpire  my  heart  with  heav'nly  (killi 
According  to  thy  word. 

1 70  Let  my  repeated  pray'r  at  laft 
Before  thy  throne  appear  ; 

According  to  thy  plighted  word 
For  my  relief  draw  near. 

171  Then  mall  my  grateful  lips  return 
The  tribute  of  their  praife, 

When  thou  thy  counfels  haft  reveal'd*. 
And  taught  me  thy  juft  ways. 

172  My  tongue  the  praifes  of  thy  word 
Shall  thankfully  refound, 

Becaufe  thy  promifes  are  all 
With  truth  and  juft  ice  crown'd. 

173  Let  thy  almighty  arm  appear, 
And  bring  me  timely  aid  ; 

For  I  the  laws  thou  hall  ordain'd, 
My  heart's  free  choice  have  made. 

174  My  foul  has  waited  long  to  fee 
Thy  faving  grace  reftor'd  ; 

Nor  comfort  knew,  but  what  thy  laws, 
Thy  heav'nly  laws  afford. 

175  Prolong  my  life,  that  I  may  fing 
My  great  reftorer's  praife, 

Whofejuftice  from  the  depth  of  woes, 
My  fainting  foul  fhall  raife. 


PSALM    CXX,  CXXL      239 

276  Like  force  loft  fheep  I've  ftray'd  till  1 
Defpair  my  way  to  find  : 
Thou  Therefore,  Lord,  thy  iervant  feck, 
Who  keepsjlnjavv^n^ _ 

feSlto  GXX.  Particular  metre. 

,    IN  deep  diftrefs  I  oft  have  cry  d, 
I     To  God,  who  never  yet  aeny  d 
To  refcue  me,  oppref.'d  with  wrongs: 
2  Once  more,  O  Lord,  deliv^nce  (end, 

From  Win*  lips  mv  foul  defend, 

And  fexi  the  rage  of  Aand'nng  tongue,. 

*  What  little  profit  can  acne,-. 

*  And  yet  what  heavy  wrath  is  due  ; 

O  thou  perfidious  tongue,  to  thee  . 
<  Thy  fting  upon  thvfelf  mall  turn  ; 
f  Of  lading  flames  that  fiercely  bum, 

Th<*  conitant  fuel  thou  ihalt  be. 
*  Bat  CM  how  wretched  is  my  doom, 
y  Who  am  a  fcjourner  become^ 

In  barren  Me/ech's  defan  loll  ; 
With  Kedar's  wicked  tents  mclos  d, 
To  lawlefs  lavages  expos'd, 

Who  Uve  on  nought  but  theft  and  fpoiL 
6  My  haplefs  dwelling  is  with  thofe 
Who  peace  and  amity  oppofe, 

And  pleafure  take  in  others  harms  : 
n  Sweet  peace  is  all  I  court  and  feek  ;  , 
But  when  to  them  of  peace  1  ipeaK, 

TbPvftraightcray  out  "to  arms,  to  arms. 

"l^inUtl  'c^ltTomm^etre. 

k   rpO  Ws  hill  I  lift  my  eyes, 

A       From  thence  expeftmg  aid  5 
z  From  Sion's  hill,  and  Sim's  God, 
Who  heav'u  and  earth  has  made. 


240  PSALM    CXXIL 

3  Then,  thou,  my  foul,  in  h&ty  reft 

Thy  guardian  will  not  fleep  • 

4  H^^fchful  care  that  Ifr'el  guards, 

Will  If/e/'s  monarch  keep. 

5  ShTtr,d^ei erh  *!  AlmisW's  wings, 

Thou  fhalt  fecurely  reft,  S 

6  Where  neither  fun  nor  moon  fhall  thee 

By  day  or  night  rooleft. 

7  From  common  accidents  of  life 

His  care  fhall  guard  thee  ftill  . 
From  the  blind  itrokes  of  chance,  and  foes, 
That  he  in  wait  to  kill.  *' 

Thy  God  mail  thee  defend  ■ 
Condua  thee  Aiough  life's  pilgrimage 
bate  to  thy  journey's  end.  to 

3    Q  'TWAS  a  joyful  found  to  hear 
^-f      Our  tribes  devoutly  fey 

"Up^rW  to  the  temple  hafie, 

And  keep  your  feftal  day." 

2  At •Salem9*  courts  we  muft  appear 

With  our  aflembled  pow'rs  • 
J  In  ftrong  and  beauteous  order' rar^M' 

-Like  her  united  tcw'rs  ; 
-  'Tis  thither  by  divine  command, 
The  tnoes  of  God  repair, 
•before  his  ark  to  celebrate 

His  name  with  praife  and  pfay'r. 
Tribunals  ftand  erefted  there,    ,      ' 

Where  equity  takes  place  • 
There  (Lnd  che  courrs  and  pahr- 
Oi  royal  David's  race. 


PSALM    CXXIII,  CXXIV.    241 

6  O  pray  we  then  for  Salem's  peace, 

For  they'fhallprofp'rous  be, 
Thou  holy  city  of  our  God  ! 
Who  bear  true  love  to  thee. 

7  May  peace  within  thy  facred  walls 

A  conftant  gueft  be  found, 
With  plenty  and  profperity 
Thy  palaces  be  crown'd. 

8  For  my  deaf  brethren's  fake,  and  friends 

No  lefs  than  brethren  dear, 
I'll  pray — may  peace  in  Salem's  tow'rs 
A  conftant  gueft  appear. 

9  But  moft  of  all,  I'll  feek  thy  good, 

And  ever  wiih  thee  well, 
For  Sion  and  the  temple's  fake, 
Where  God  vouchsafes  to  dwell. 

Pfalm  CXXIII.    Long  metreT 

1  f^\  N  thee,  who  dwell'ft  above  the  Ikies, 

2  \^J     For  mercy  wait  my  longing  eyes  ; 
As  fervants  watch  their  mafters'  hands, 
And  maids  their  miftreffes'  commands. 

3,  4  O  then  have  mercy  on  us  Lord, 
Thy  gracious'aid  to  us  afford  1 
To  us,  whom  cruel  foes  opprefs, 
Grown  rich  and  proud  by  our  diftrefs. 

JPfaltn  CXXIV.  Common  metre. 

1  T  TAD  not  tIie  Lord>  may  fy'ei  &y» 

XjL     Been  pleas'd  to  interpcfe  ; 

2  Had  he  not  then  efpous'd  our  caufe, 

When  men  againft  us  rofe  : 
3,  4,  5  Their  wrath  had  fwallow'd  us  alive 
And  rag'd  without  controul  ; 
Their  fpite  and  pride's  united  floods 
Had  quite  o'envhelm'd  our  foul. . 
W 


242  P  S  A  L  M    CXXV. 

6  But  prais'd  he  our  eternal  Lord, 
Who  refcu'd  us  that  day, 
Nor  to  their  favage  jaws  gave  up 
Our  threatened  lives  a  prey, 
*j   Our  foul  is  like  a  bird  efcap'd 
From  out  the  fowler's  net  j 
The  fnare  is  broke,  their  hopes  are  crofs'd, 
And  we  at  freedom  fet. 
$  Secure  in  his  almighty  name, 
Our  confidence  remains, 
Who  as  he  made  both  heav'n  and  earth, 
Of  both  fole  monarch  reigns. 


JPfaim  CXXV.  Common  metre, 

1  TI  7HO  place  on  S  ion's  God  their  truft, 

VV       Like  S ion's  rock  (hall  ftand  ; 
Like  her  immoveable  be  fix'd 
By  his  almighty  hand. 

2  Look  how  the  hills  on  ev'ry  fide 

Jerufalem  enclofe, 
So  ftands  the  Lord  around  his  faints 
To  guard  them  from  their  foes. 

3  The  wicked  may  afflicl  the  juft, 

But  ne'er  too  long  opprefs, 

Nor  force  him  by  defpair  to  feek 

Bafe  means  for  his  redrefs. 

4  Be  good,  O  righteous  God,  to  thofe, 

WTho  righteous  deeas  cfFecl  : 
The  heart  that  innocence  retains, 
Let  innocence  prote"!:. 

5  All  thofe  who  walk  in  crooked  paths, 

The  Lord  fnaU  (c  u  deftroy  ; 
Cut  off  th'  unjuft,  but  crown  the  faints 
With  lading  peace  and  joy. 


PSALM    CXXVL    CXXVII.   24* 
Pfalm  CXXVI.    Common   metre. 

1  T  X  THEN  5;Vs  God  her  fons  recall'd 

V  V       From  long  captivity. 

It  feem'd  at  firft  a  pleating  dream 

Of  what  we  wifh'd  to  fee  ; 
i  But  foon  in  unaccuftom'd  mirth, 

We  did  our  voice  employ, 
And  fung  our  great  Creator's  praife 

In  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 
Our  heathen  foes  repining  ftood, 

Yet  were  compell'd  to  own, 
That  great  and  wond'rous  was  the  work 

Our  God  for  us  had  done. 

3  'Twas  great  fay  they,  'twas  wond'rous  great, 

Much  more  mould  we  confefs  ; 
The  Lord  has  done  great  things,  whereof 
We  reap  the  glad  fuccefs. 

4  To  us  bring  back  the  remnant,  Lord, 

Of  If r  el's  captive  bands, 
More  welcome  than  refrefhing  fhow'fs 
To  parch'd  and  thirfty  lands. 

5  That  we,  whofe  work  commenc'd  in  tears> 

May  fee  our  labours  thrive, 
'Till  fininVd  with  fuccefs,  to  make 
Our  drooping  hearts  revive^ 

6  Though  he  defpond  that  fows  his  grain0 

Yet  doubtlefs  he  {hall  come 
To  bind  his  full-ear'd  {heaves,  and  bring 
The  joyful  harveft  home. 

IPfaim  CXXVII.  Common  metre. 

1   T  \TE  build  with  fruitlefs  coft,  unlefs 

V  V       The  Lord  the  pile  Main  ; 
Unlefs  the  Lord  the  city  keep, 

The  watchman  wakes  in  vain* 
W  a 


244         PSALM    CXXVIII. 

2  In  vain  we  rife  before  the  day, 

And  late  to  reft  repair  : 
Allow  no  refpite  to  our  toil, 
And  eat  the  bread  of  care. 

Supplies  of  life,  with  eafe  to  them, 

He  on  his  faints  bellows ; 
He  crowns  their  labour  with  fuccefs, 

Their  nights  with  found  repofe. 

3  Children,  thofe  comforts  of  our  life, 

Are  prefents  from  the  Lord  ; 
He  gives  a  num'rous  race  of  heirs, 
As  piety's  reward. 

4  As  arrows  in  a  giant's  hand 

When  marching  forth  to  war, 
Ev'n  fo  the  fons  of  fprightly  youth, 
Their  parent's  fafeguard  are. 

5  Happy  the  man,  whofe  quiver's  fill'd 

With  thefe  prevailing  arms  ; 
He  needs  not  fear  to  meet  his  foe, 
At  law,  or  war's  alarms. 

gHMm  CXXVIII.  Common  metre. 

i   r  I  *  H  E  man  is  bleft  who  fears  the  Lord, 
JL       Nor  only  worfhip  pays, 
But  keeps  his  fteps  confin'd  with  care 
To  his  appointed  ways. 

2  He  (hall  upon  the  fweet  returns 

Of  his  own  labour  feed  ; 
Without  dependence,  live,  and  fee 
His  wifhes  all  fucceed. 

3  His  wife,  like  a  fair  fertile  vine, 

Her  lovely  fruit  mall  bring  ; 
His  children,  like  young  olive  plants, 
About  his  table  fpring. 


PSALM    CXXIX  HJf 

4,  £  Who  fears  the  Lord,  fhall  profper  thus  ; 
Him  Sion's  God  fhall  blefs  ; 
And  grant  him  all  his  days  to  fee 
Jerufaletns  fuccefs. 
6  He  (hall  live  on,  'till  heirs  from  him 
Defcend  with  vaft  increafe  : 
Much  blefs'd  in  his  own  profp'rous  Irate, 
And  more  in  Ifr'e/'s  peace. 

JPfalm  CXXIX.  Common  metre  I 

1  T^ROM  my  youth  up,  may  Ifrel  fay, 
A.       They  oft  have  me  avTail'd, 

2  Reduc'd  me  oft  to  heavy  ftraits, 

But  never  quite  prevail'd. 

3  They  oft  have  plough'd  my  patient  back 

With  furrows  deep  and  long  : 

4  But  our  juft  God  has  broke  their  chains, 

And  refcu'd  us  from  wrong. 

5  Defeat,  confufion,  fhameful  rout 

Be  ftill  the  doom  of  thofe, 
Their  righteous  doom  who  Stan  hate3 
And  S  ion's  God  oppofe. 

6  Like  corn  upon  our  houfes'  tops, 

Untimely  let  them  fade, 
W7hich  too  much  heat  and  want  of  root? 
Has  Mailed  in  the  blade  : 

7  Which  in  his  arms  no  reaper  takes, 

But  unregarded  leaves  ; 
Nor  binder  thinks  it  worth  his  pains 
To  fold  it  into  fheaves. 

8  No  traveller  that  paries  by, 

Vouchfcfes  a  minute's  itop. 
To  give  it  one  kind  look,  or  crave 
HeavVs  blefling  on  the  crop* 
W  g 


246     PSALM    CXXX,  CXXXI. 
Pfalm  CXXX.  Short  metre. 

i      t*  R  O  M  loweft  depths  of  woe 
JL       To  God  I  fend  my  cry  ; 

2  Lord,  hear  my  fupplicating  voice, 

And  gracioufly  reply. 

3  Shoiild'it  thou  feverely  judge, 
Who  can  the  trial  bear  ? 

4  But  thou  forgiv'ft,  left  we  defpond, 

And  quite  renounce  thy  fear. 

5  My  foul  with  patience  waits 
For  thee,  the  living  Lord  ; 

My  hopes  are  on  thy  promife  built, 
Thy  never  failing  word. 

6  My  longing  eyes  look  out 
For  thy  enlivening  ray, 

More  duly  than  the  morning  watch 
To  fpy  the  dawning  day. 

7  Let  Ifrel  truft  in  God  ; 

No  bounds  his  mercy  knows  ; 
The  plenteous  fource  and  fpring  from  whence 
Eternal  fuccour  flows. 

8  Whofe  friendly  ftreams  to  us 
Supplies  in  want  convey  ; 

A  healing  fpring,  a  fpring  to  cleanfe, 
And  warn  our  guilt  away. 

JPfaim  CXXXi.  Common  metre, 

i    /^  LORD,  I  am  not  proud  of  heart, 
\Jr     Ncr  cart  a  fcornful  eye  ; 

Nor  my  afpiring  thoughts  employ 

In  things  for, me  too  high. 
2  With  infant  innocence,  thou  know'ft 

I  have  inyfelf  demean\;  ; 
Compos'd  to  quiet,  like  a  babe 

That  from  the  breiit  is  wea  v*d. 


PSALM    CXXXII.         247 

3  Like  me,  let  Ifrel  hope  in  God, 
His  aid  alone  implore  ; 
Both  now  and  ever  truft  in  him, 

Who  lives  for  evermore. _____= 

|?falm  CXXXII.  Common  metre. 

1  "  '    ET  David,  Lord,  a  conftant  place 
-I— i     In  thy  remembrance  find  ; 

Let  all  the  forrows  he  endur'd, 
Be  ever  in  thy  mind. 

2  Remember  what  a  folemn  oath 

To  thee,  his  Lord,  he  fvvore  ; 
How  to  the  mighty  God  he  vow'd, 

Whom  Jacob**  fons  adore. 
3,  4  I  will  not  go  into  my  houfe, 

Nor  to  my  bed  afcend  : 
No  foft  repofe  mall  clofe  my  eyes, 

Nor  ileep  my  eyelids  bend  : 

5  'Till  for  the"  Lord's  defign'd  abode 

I  mark  the  deftin'd  ground  ; 
'Till  I  a  decent  place  of  reft 
For  Jacob'*  God  have  found. 

6  Th'  appointed  place  with  mouts  of  joy, 

At  Euphrata  we  found, 
And  made  the  woods  and  neighb'ring  fields 
Our  glad  applaufe  refound. 

7  O  with  due  rev'rence  let  us  then 

To  his  abode  repair  ; 
And  proftrate  at  his  footftool  fall'rj, 
Pour  out  our  humble  pray'r. 

8  A  rife,  O  Lord,  and  now  poffefs 

Thy  conn-ant  place  of  reft  ; 
Be  that  not  only  with  thy  ark, 
But  with  thy  prefence  bleft. 


248        PSALM    CXXXill. 
9>  10  Clothe  thou  thypriefts  with  righteoufnefs, 
Make  thou  thy  faints  rejoice  : 
And  for  thy  fervant  David's  fake, 
Hear  thy  anointed's  voice. 
i  r  God  fwear  to  David  in  his  truth, 
Nor  fhall  his  oath  be  vain, 
One  of  thy  offspring  after  thee 
Upon  thy  throne  fhall  reign  : 
12  And  if  thy  feed  my  cov'nant  keep, 
And  to  my  laws  fubmit  : 
Their  children  too  upon  thy  throne 
For  ever  more  fhall  fit. 
13,  14  For  Sion  does  in  God's  efteern 
All  other  feats  excel  : 
His  place  of  everlafting  reft, 
Where  he  de fires  to  dwell. 
15,  16  Her  ftore,  fays  he,  I  will  increafe, 
Her  poor  with  plenty  blefs  ; 
Her  faints  fhall  fhout  for  joy,  her  priefts 
My  faving  health  confefs. 

17  There  David's  pow'r  fhall  long  remain 

In  his  fucceflive  line, 
And  my  anointed  fervant  there 
Shall  with  frefh  luftre  fhine. 

1 8  The  faces  of  his  vanquifh'd  foes 

Confufion  fhall  o'erfpread  ; 
Whilft  with  confirm'd.  fuccefs,  his  crown 
Shall  flourifh  on  his  head. 

pfalm  CXXXIII.  Common  metre. 

1    T  TOW  vaft  muft  their  advantage  be  ! 
JTjL     How  great  their  pleafure  prove  I 
WTho  live  like  brethren,  and  confent 
In  offices  of  love  ! 


PSALM    CXXXIV.         249 

%  True  love  is  like  the  precious  oil 
Which  pour'd  on  Aaron's  head, 
Ran  down  his  bear'd,  and  o'er  his  robes 
Its  coftly  moiilure  fhed. 

3  'Tis  like  refrefhing  dew,  which  does 

On  Herman's  top  diftil  ; 
Or  like  the  early  drops  that  fall 
On  S ion's  fruitful  hill. 

4  For  God  to  all,  whofe  friendly  hearts 

With  mutual  love  abound, 
Has  firmly  promis'd  length  of  days 
With  conitant  ble  flings  crown'd. 

PCailTl  CXXXiV.   Common  ^  re. 

1    T3LESS  God,  ye  fervants  that  attend 
J3     Upon  his  folemn  It  ate, 
That  in  his  temple,  night  by  night, 
With  humble  rev'rence  wait  : 
2,  3  Within  his  houfe  lift  up  your  hands, 
And  blefs  his  holy  name ; 
From  Sion  blefs  thy  Ifre/,  Lord, 
Who  heav'n  and  earth  didft  frame. 

JPfalm  CXXXV.  Common  metre. 

1  /^\  PRAISE  the  Lord  with  one  confent, 
W     And  magnify  his  name  : 

Let  all  the  fervants  of  the  Lord 
His  worthy  praife  proclaim. 

2  Praife  him  all  ye  that  in  his  houfe 

Attend  with  conftant  care ; 
With  thofe  that  to  his  utmcft  courts 
With  humble  zeal  repair. 

3  For  this  our  trueft  int'reft  is, 

Glad  hymns  of  praife  to  ling  ; . 
And  with  loud  fongs  to  blefs  his  name, 
A  moft  delightful  thing. 


2jo  PSALM    CXXXV. 

4  For  God  his  own  peculiar  choice 

The  fons  of  Jacob  makes ; 
And  If/ el's  offspring  for  his  owri 
Moft  valu'd  treafure  takes* 

5  That  God  is  great,  we  often  have 

By  glad  experience  found  ; 
And  fe^n  how  he  with  wOnd'rous  pow'r 
Above  all  gods  is  crown'd. 

6  For  he  with  unrefifted  ftrength 

Performs  his  fov'reign  will, 
In  heav'n  and  earth,  and  Wat'ry  ftores 
That  earth's  deep  caverns  fill. 

7  He  raifes  vapours  from  the  ground, 

Which  pois'd  in  liquid  air, 
Fall  down  at  laft  in  fhow'rs  through  which 
His  dreadful  lightnings  glare  : 

8  He  frarri  his  ftorehoufe  brings  the  winds  ; 

And  he  with  vengeful  hand, 
The  firft  born  (lew  of  man  and  beaft, 
Through  Egypt's  mourning  land. 

9  He  dreadful  figns  and  wonders  ihew'd 

Through  ftubborn  Egypt's  coafts, 
Nor  Pharaoh  could  his  plagues  elcape, 
Nor  all  his  num'rous  hofts. 
xo,  r  i  'Twas  he  that  various  nations  fmotc# 
And    mighty  kings  fupprefs'd 
Sihon  and  Og,  and  all  befides, 
Who  Canaan's  land  poflefs'd. 

1 2,  1 3  Their  land  upon  his  chofen  race 
He  firmly  did  entail  : 
For  which  his  fame  (hall  always  Iaft? 
His  praife  (hall  never  fail. 


PSALM    CXXXVI.  251 

14  For  God  fliall  foon  his  people's  caufe 

With  pitying  eyes  furvey  ; 
Repent  him  of  his  wrath  and  turn 
His  kindled  rage  away. 

1 5  Thofe  idols,  whofe  falfe  worlhip  fpread 

O'er  all  the  heathen  lands, 
Are  made  of  filver  and  of  gold, 
The  work  of  human  hands. 
16,  17  They  move  not  their   n<ftitiou's  tongues 
Nor  fee  with  pclifh'd  e)  es ; 
Their  pounterfeited  ears  are  dea£ 
No  breath  their  mouth  fupplies. 

18  As  fenfelefs  as  themfelves  are  they, 

That  all  their  (kill  apply 
To  make  them  or  in  dang'rous  times 
On  them  for  aid  rely. 

19  Their  juft  returns  of  thanks  to  God, 

Let  grateful  Ifr'el  pay   ; 
Nor  let  the  priefts  of  Aaron's  race 
To  blefs  the  Lord  delay* 

20  Their  fenfe  of  his  unbounded  love 

Let  Lev??  houfe  exprefs ; 
And  let  all  thofe  that  fear  the  Lord, 
His  name  for  ever  blefs. 

21  Let  all  with  thanks  his  wond'rous  work*- 

In  S ion's  Courts  proclaim  ; 
Let  them  in  Salem,  where  he  dwells, 
Exalt  his  holy  name. 

JPfalm CXXXVI.  Partic. metre'. 

I   r  I  "O  God  the  mighty  Lord, 
JL       Your  joyful  thanks  repeat  : 
To  him  due  praife  afford, 
As  good  as  he  is  great ; 


zSt        PSALM    CXXXVI. 
For  God  does  prove 

Oar  conftant  friend, 
His  bound lefs  love 
Shall  never  end. 
2,  3  To  him  whofe  wond'rous  pow's 
All  other  gods  obey, 
Whom  earthly  kings  adore, 
This  grateful  homage  pay  5 
For  God,  &c. 
4,  5  By  his  almighty  hand 

Amazing  works  are  wrought : 
The  heav'ns  by  his  command 
Were  to  perfection  brought  : 
For  God,  &c 
6  He  fpread  the  ocean  round 
About  the  fpacious  land  ; 
And  made  the  riling  ground 
Above  the  waters  ftand  : 
For  God,  &c 
7,  8,  9  Through  heav'n  he  did  difplay 
His  num'rous  hofts  of  light  ; 
The  fun  to  rule  by  day, 

The  moon  and  ftars  by  night, 
For  God,  &c 
10,  11,  12  He  ftruck  the  firft  born  dead 
Of  E%ypt\  ftubborn  land  ; 
And  thence  his  people  led 
With  his  refiftlefs  hand  : 
For  God,  Sec. 
1 5>  14  By  him  the  raging  fea, 
As  if  in  pieces  rent 
DifclosM  a  middle  way, 
Through  which  his  people  went : 
For  God,  Sec, 


PSALM    CXXXVI.        253 
15  Where  foon  he  overthrew 

Proud  Pharaoh  and  his  hoft, 
Who  daring  to  purfue, 
WTere  in  the  billows  loft  : 
For  God,  Sec, 
16,  17,  18  Through  defarts  vaft  and  wild; 
He  led  the  chofen  feed ; 
And  famous  princes  foil'd, 

And  made  great  monarchs  bleed  : 
For  God,  &c. 
19,  20  Siho?!y  whofe  potent  hand 

Great  Amman  s  fceptre  fway'd  ; 
•And  Ogy  whofe  Item  command 
Rich  Bajha?i\  land  obey'd  : 
For  God,  &c. 
21,  22  And  of  his  wond'rous  grace 
Their  lands,  whom  he  deftroy'd. 
He  gave  to  If r  el's  race, 
To  be  by  them  enjoy 'd  1 
For  God,  &c. 
23,  24  He  in  our  depth  of  woes, 
On  us  with  favour  thought^ 
And  from  our  cruel  foes 

In  peace  and  fafety  brought  % 
For  God,  &c. 
25,  26  He  does  the  food  fupply, 
Oa  which  all  creatures  lives  : 
To  God  who  reigns  on  high 
Eternal  praifes  give. 
For  God  will  prove 

Our  conftant  friend, 
His  boundlefs  love 
Shall  never  end , 
X 


2;+  P  S  A  I  M    CXXXVII. 

jpfalm  CXXXVII.  Long  metre. 

1  "\  A  7^^  We  °Ur  Wear7  ^m^s    t0  re^ 

V  V     Sat  down  by  proud  Euphrates'  ftrearr. 
We  wept,  with  doleful  thoughts  opprefi, 
And  Siqn  was  our  mournful  theme. 

2  Our  harps,  that  when  with  joy  we   fung, 

Were  wont  their  tuneful  parts  to  bear, 
With  filent  firings  neglected  hung 
On  willow  trees  that  wither 'd  there. 

3  Mean  while  our  foes,  who   all  confpir'd 

To  triumph  in  our  flavilh  wrongs, 
Mufick  and  mirth  of  us  requir'd 

"  Come  ling  us  one  of  Sio?i's  fongs." 

4  How  mall  we  tune  our  voice  to  fing  ? 

Or  touch  our  harps  with  flcilful  hands 
Shall  hymns  of  joy  to  God  our  King 
Be  fung  by  (laves  in  foreign  lands  ? 

5  O  Salem  our  once  happy  feat  ! 

When  I  of  thee  forgetful  prove, 
Let  then  my  trembling  hand  forget 
The  (peaking  firings  with  art  to  move 

6  If  I  to   mention  thee  forbear, 

Eternal  filence  feize  my   tongue ; 
Or  if  I  fing  one  cheerful  air, 

'Till  thy  deliv'rance  is  my  fong  f 

7  Remember,  Lord,  how  Edom's  race, 

In  thy  own  city's  fatal  day, 
Cry'd  out,  "  Her  (lately  walls  deface, 
And  with  the  ground  quite  level  lay." 

8  Proud  Bubal's  daughter,  doom'd  to  be 

Of  grief  and  woe  the  wretched  prey, 
Blefs'd'is  the  man  who  {hall  to  thee 
The  wrongs  thou  laid'ft  on  us,  repay. 


PSALM  cxxxvni.       2^ 

9  Thrice  bleft,  who  with  juft  rage  poffeft, 
And  deaf  to  all  the  parents'  moans, 
Shall  fnatch  thine  infants  from  the  breaft, 
And  dam  their  heads  againft  the  ftones. 

jpfalm  cxxxvni.  Gmmnme^. 

i   TI  7TTH  my  whole  heart,   my   God  and 
V  V       Thy  praife  I  will  proclaim  ;  (king, 
Before  the  gods  with  joy  I'll  fmg, 
And  blefs  thy  holy  name. 
2  Fll  worfhip  at  thy  facred  feat  ; 
And  with  thy  love  infpir'd, 
The   praifes  of  thy  truth  repeat, 
O'er  all  thy  works  admir'd. 
$  Thou  gracioufly  inclin'ft  thine  ear, 
When  I  to  thee  did  cry  ; 
And  when  my  foul  was  prefsM  with  fear, 
Didft  inward  ftrength  fupply. 
£  Therefore  mail  ev'ry  earthly  prince 
Thy  name  with  praife  purfue, 
Whom  thefe  admir'd  events  convince 
That  all  thy  works  are  true. 
5  They  all  thy  wond'rous  ways,  O  Lord9 
With  cheerful  fongs  {hall  blefs  ; 
And  all  thy  glorious  a&s  record, 
Thy  awful  pow'r  confefs. 
)  For  God,  although  enthron'd  on  high,, 
Does  thence  the  poor  refpecl:  ; 
The  proud  far  off,  his  fcornful  eye 
Beholds  with  juft  neglect 
J  Though  I  with  troubles  am  opprefs'd, 
He  Ihall  my  foes  difarm, 
Relieve  my  foul  when  moft  diftrefs'd, 
And  keep  me  fafe  from  harm, 
X  2 


256        PSALM    CXXXIX. 

8  The  Lord,  whofe  mercies  ever  laft, 
Shall  fix  my  happy  itate  ; 
And  mindful  of  his  favours  pair. 
Shall  his  own  work,  complete. 

l^falm  CXXXIX.  Long  metre. 

i   T^HOU,  Lord,  by  ftri&efl:  fearch  haft  knowr 
z  ,  A     My  riling  up  and  laying  down  ; 
My  fecret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 
Known  long  before  conceiv'd  by  me. 

3  Thine  eye  my  bed  and  path  furveys, 
My  publick  haunts  and  private  ways  ; 

4  Thou  know'ft  what  'tis  my  lips  would  vent^ 
My  yet  u  nutter'd  words  intent. 

5  Surrounded  by  thy  pow'r,  I  (land, 
On  ev'ry  fide  I  find  thy  hand. 

6  O  fkill,  for  human  reach  too  high  ! 
Too  dazzling  bright  for  mortal  eye  ! 

7  O  could  I  fo  perfidious  be, 

To  think  of  once  deierting  thee  ! 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  influence  fhun  ? 
Or  whither  from  thy  prefence  run  ? 

8  If  up  to  heav'n  I  take  my  flight  ; 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'it  enthron'd  in  light  | 
Or  fink  to  hell's  infernal  plains, 
JTis  there  almighty  vengeance  reigns. 

9  If  I  the  morning's  wings  could  gain, 
And  fly  beyond  the  weftern  main, 

io  Thy  fwifter  hand  would  M  arrive, 

And  there  arreft  thy  fugitive. 
!  r  Or  Ihould  I  try  to  fhun  thy  fight 

Beneath  the  fable  wings  of  night  ; 

One  glance  from  thee,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kindle  darknefs  into  day. 


PSALM    CXXXIX.  257 

l  z  The  veil  of  night  is  no  difguife, 
No  fcreen  from  thy  all  fcarching  eyes  : 
Through  midnight  fliades  thou  fmd'ft  the  way, 
As  in  the  blazing  noon  of  day. 

j  3  Thou  know'ft  the  texture  of  my  heart, 
My  reins  and  ev'ry  vital  part  ; 
Each  fmgle  thread  in  nature's  loom, 
By  thee  was  cover'd  in  the  womb. 

1 4.  I'll  praife  thee  from  whofe  hands  I  came, 
A  work  of  fuch  a  curious  frame  ; 
The  wonders  thou  in  me  haft  iliown, 
My  foul  with  grateful  joy  mull  own. 

15  Thine  eyes  my  fubftance  did  furvey, 
While  yet  a  lifelefs  mafs  it  lay, 

In  fecret  how  exactly  wrought, 
Ere  from  its  dark  inclofure  brought. 

1 6  Thou  didft  the  Ihapelefs  embryo  fee, 
Its  parts  were  regiftered  by  thee  : 
Thou  faw'it  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

17  Let  me  acknowledge  too^O  God, 
That  fince  this  maze  of  life  I  trod, 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmount 
The  pow'r  of  numbers  to  recount. 

1 8  Far  fooner  could  I  reckon  o'er 
The  fands  upon  the  ocean's  more  : 
Each  morn  revifing  what  I've  done, 
I  find  th'  account  but  new  begun. 

so.  The  wicked  thou  Ihalt  flay,  O  God  :    . 

Depart  from  me,  ye  men  of  blood, 
20  Whofe  tongues  heav'n's  majefty  profane, 

And  take  th*  Almightv's  name  in  vain. 


25g  PSALM    CXL. 

21  Lord,  hate  not  I  their  impious  crewa 
Who  thee  with  enmity  purfue  ? 
And  dees  not  grief  my  heart  oppress 
When  reprobates  thy  laws  tranfgrefs  ? 

22  Who  ptaelife  enmity  to  thee, 
Shall  utmoft  hatred  have  from  me  ; 
Such  men  I  utterly  deteft, 

As  if  they  were  my  foes  profeft.  (heart, 

23,  24  Search,  try,  O  God,  my  thoughts  and 
If  mifchief  lurks  in  any  part  ; 
Correct  me  where  I  go  aftray. 
And  guide  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

Pfalm  CXL.  Common  metre. 

1  T)RESERVE  me,  Lord,  from  crafty  foes 
XT      Of  treacherous  intent; 

2  And  from  the  fons  of  violence. 

On  open  mifchief  bent. 

3  Their  fland'ring  tongue,  the  ferpent's  fling 

In  (harpnefs  does  exceed  : 
Between  their  lips  the  gaul  of  afps 
And  adder's  venom  breed. 

4  Preferve  me,  Lord  from  wicked  hands, 

Nor  leave  my  foul  forlorn, 
A  prey  to  fons  of  violence, 
Who  have  my  ruin  (Worn. 

5  The  proud  for  me  have  laid  their  fnare 

And  fpread  their  wily  net  ; 
With  traps  and  gins  where'er  I  move, 
I  find  my  fteps  befet. 

6  But  thus  environ'd  with  diftfeis 

Thou  art  my  God  I  faid  ; 
Lord,  hear  my  fupplicating  voice, 
That  calls  to  thee  foi  aid. 


PSALM    CXLI.  259 

7  O  Lord,  the  God  whofe  faving  Hrength 

Kind  fuccour  did  convey, 
And  cover'd  my  advent'rous  head 

In  battle's  doubtful  day. 

S  Permit  not  their  anjoft  defigns 
To  anfwer  their  defire  ; 
Left  they  encourag'd  by  fuccefs, 
To  bolder  crimes  afpire. 
9  Let  firft  their  chiefs  the  fad  efFecls 
Of  their  injudice  mourn  ;  . 
The  blaft  of  their  envenom'd  breath, 
Upon  themfelves  return. 

jo  Let  them  who  kindled  litre  the  flame 
Its  facrifice  become  ; 
The  pit  they  digg'd  for  me,  be  made 
Their  own  untimely  tomb. 

1 1  Though  flander's  breath  may  raife  a  ficrm. 

It  quickly  will  decay  ; 
Their  r2ge  dees  but  the  torrent  fwell, 
That  bears  themfelves  away. 

12  God  will  aiTert  the  poor  man's  caufe, 

And  fpeedy  fuccour  give  ; 
The  juft  {hall  celebrate  his  praife, 
And  in  his  prefence  live. 

pfallll  CXLI.    Common   metre. 

1  nPO  thee,  O  Lord,  my  cries  afcend 

X       O  hafte  to  my  relief  : 

And  with  accuitom'd  pity  hear 

The  accents  of  my  grief. 

2  Inilead  of  off' rings  let  my  pray'r 

Like  morning;  incenfe  rife  : 
My  lifted  hands  fupply  the  place 
Of-ev'ning  facrifice. 


260  PSALM    CXLI. 

3  From  hafty  language  curb  my  tongue, 

And  let  a  conftant  guard 

Still  keep'  the  portal  of  my  lips, 

With  wary  filence  barr'd. 

4  From  wicked  men's  defigns  and  deeds 

My  heart  and  hands  reitrain  ; 
Nor  let  me  in  the  booty  mare 
Of  their  unrighteous  gain. 

5  Let  upright  men  reprove  my  faults, 

And  I  ihail  think  them  kind  ! 
Like  balm  that  heals  a  wounded  head, 

I  their  reproof  fhall  find  ; 
And  in  return,  my  fervant  pray'r 

I  fhall  for  them  addrefs, 
When  they  are  tempted  and  reduc'd. 

Like  me  to  fore  diftrefs. 

6  When  fculking  in  Engcdi's  rock, 

I  to  their  chiefs  appeal, 
If  one  reproachful  word  I  fpoke, 
When  I  had  pow'r  to  kill. 

7  Yet  us  they  perfecute  to  death, 

Our  fcatter'd  ruins  lie 
As  thick  as  from  the  hewer's  ax 
The  fever'd  fplinters  fly. 

S  But  Lord,  to  thee  I  ftill  direct 
My   fupplicating  eyes 
O  leave  not  deftkute  my  foul, 
Whofe  truft  on  thee  relies. 
w)  Do  thou  preferve  me  from  the  mares 
That  wicked  hands  have  laid  ; 
Let  them  in  their  own  nets  be  caught 
While  my  efcape  is  made. 


PSALM    CXLII,    CXLIII.       261 
Pfalttl  CXLH.   Snort  metre. 

1  r~P,0  God,  with  mournful  voice3 

X       In  deep  diftrefs  I  pray'd  ; 

2  Made  him  the  empire  of  my  caufc, 

My  wrongs  before  him  laid. 

3  Thou  didit  my  fteps  direct, 
When  my  griev'd  foul  defpair'd  : 

For  where  I  thought  to  walk  fecure„ 
They  had  their  traps  prepar'd. 
4,       I  look'd  but   found  no  friend 
To  own  me  in  diftrefs  ; 
All  refuge  fail'd,  no  man  vouchfaf'd 
His  pity  or  redrefs. 

5  To  God  at  laft  I  pray'd, 
Thou,  Lord,  my  refuge  art, 

My  portion  in  the  land  of  life. 
Till  life  itfelf  depart. 

6  Reduc'd  to  greateft  fxraits, 
To  thee  I  make  my  moan  ; 

O  fave  me  from  opprefiive  foes$ 
For  me  too  pou-'rful  grown* 

7  That  I  may  praife  thy  name, 
My  foul  from  prifon  bring  ; 

Whilft  of  thy  kind  regard  to  me 

Aflembled  faints  fhall  fing.       ______ 

l^faJm  CXLIII.  Comnmi  metft. 

1  1 '    ORD,  hear  my  pray'r,  and  to  my  cry, 
-Li     Thy  wonted  audience  lend  ; 

In  thy  accuftom'd  faith  and  truth 
A  gracious  anfwer-fe.nd. 

2  Nor  at  thy  ftrict  tribunal  bring 

Thy  fervant  to  be  try'd  ; 
For  in  thy  fight  no  living  man 
Can  e'er  be  juftifi'd, 


262  PSALM    CXLIIt. 

3  The  fpiteful  foe  purfues  my  life, 

Whofe  comforts  all  are  fled  ; 
He  drives  me  into  caves  as  dark 
As  manfions  of  the  dead. 

4  My  fpirit  therefore  is  o'erwhelm'd. 

And  links  within  my  breail  : 
My  mournful  heart  grows  defolate, 
With  heavy  w  ces  oppreft. 

5  I  call  to  mind  the  days  of  old, 

And  wonders  thou  haft  wrought  ; 
My  former  dangers  and  efcapes 
Employ   my  mufing  thought. 

6  To  thee  my  hands  in  humble  pray'r, 

I  fervently  ftretch  out ; 
My  foul  for  thy  refreshment  thirds, 
Like  land  opprefs'd  with  drought. 

7  Hear  me  with  fpeed  ;  my  fpirit  fails ; 

Thy  face  no  longer  hide, 
Left  I  become  forlorn  like  them 

That  in  the  grave  refide. 
S  Thy  kindnefs  early  let  me  hear, 

Whofe  truft  on  thee  depends  ; 
Teach  me  the  way  where  I  mould  go  : 

My   foul  to  thee  afcends. 

9  Do  thou,  O  Lord,  from  all    my  foes 

Preferve  and  fet  me  free  ; 
A  fafe  retreat  againft  their  rage, 
My  foul  implores  from  thee. 

10  Thou  art  my  God,  thy   righteous  will 

Inftruct  me  to  obey  ; 
Let  thy  good  fpirit  lead  and  keep 
My  foul  in  the  right  way. 


PSALM    CXLXV.  263 

11  O  for  the  fake  of  thy  great  name 

Revive  my  drooping  heart  : 
For  thy  truth's  fake  to  me  diftrefs'd, 
Thy  promis'd  aid  impart. 

12  In  pity  to  my  fuff'rings,  Lord, 

Reduce  my  foes  to  (name  ; 
Slay  them  that  perfecute  a  foul 
Devoted  to  thy  name. 

Pfeim  CXLIV.  Long  metre. 

1    T^OREVER  bleft  be  God  the  Lord, 
JL       Who  does  his  needful  aid  impart, 
At  once  both  ftrength  and  fkill  afFoid 
To  wield  my  arms  with  warlike  art. 
~  2   His  goodnefs  as  my  fort  and  tow'r, 

My  ftrong  deli v*  ranee  and  my  fhield: 
In  him  I  trull  whofe  matchlefs  pow'r 
Makes  to  my  fway  fierce  nations  yield. 

3  Lord,  what's  in  man,  that  thou  mould'ft  love 

Such  tender  care  of  him  to  take  ? 
What  in  his  offspring  could  thee  move. 
Such  great  account  of  him  to  make  ? 

4  The  life  of  man  does  quickly  fade, 

His  thoughts  but  empty  are  and  vain  5 
His  days  are  like  a  flying  fhade, 

Of  whofe  fhort  Hay  no  figns  remain. 

5  In  folemn  Hate,  O  God,  defcend, 

Whilft  heav'n  its  lofty  head  inclines  : 
The  ftrroking  hills  afunder  rend, 
Of  thy  approach  the  awful  figns. 

6  Discharge  thy  dreadful  light'nirg  round. 

And   make  thy  fcatter'd  foes  retreat  ; 
Them  with  thy  pointed  arrows  wound, 
And  their  deftruftion  foon  complete. 


264  PSALM    CXLIV. 

7,  8  Do  thou,  O  Lord,  from  heav'n  engage 

Thy  boundlefs  pow'r  my  foes  to  quell, 
And  fnatch  me  from  the  fiormy  rage 

Of  threat'ning  waves  that  proudly  fwell. 
Fight  thou  againft  my  foreign  foes, 

Who  utter  fpeeches  falfe  and  vain  ; 
Who,  though  in  folemn  leagues  they  clofe, 

Their  fworn  engagements  ne'er  maintain. 

g  So  I  to  thee,   O  King  of  kings, 

In  joyful  hymns  my  voice  fhall  raife, 
And  inftruments  of  various  firings 
Shall  help  me  thus  to  fing  thy  praife. 

10  "  God  does  to  kings  his  aid  afford, 

To  them  his  fure  falvation  fends; 

'Tis  he  that  from  the  murd'ring  fword, 

His  fervant  David  ftill  defends." 

1 1  Fight  thou  agnnlt  my  foreign  foes, 

Who  utter  fpeeches  falfe  and  vain  ; 
Who  though  in  folemn  leagues  they  clofe, 
Their  fworn  engagements  ne'er  maintain. 

12  Then  our  young  fons  like  trees  fhall  grow, 

Well  planted  in  fome  fruitful  place  ; 
Our  daughters  fhall  like  pillars  mow, 
Defign'd  fome  royal  court  to  grace. 

13  Ourgarnerr,  fill'd  with  various  ftcre, 

Shall  us  and  ours  with  plenty  {ted. 
Our  fneep  encreafmg  more  and  more. 
Shall  thoufands  and  ten  thcufands  breetL 
14.  Strong  fnallcjr  lab'ring  oxen  grow, 
Nor  in  their  conftant  labour  taint  ; 
Vvhillt  we  no  war  nor  fiav'ry  kno<»', 
And  in  our  flreets  hear  no  complairt-. 


P  $  A  L  M    CXLV.  t$% 

15  Thrice  happy  is  that  people's  cafe, 

Whofe  various  bleflings  thus  abound  : 
Who  God's  true  worfhip  frill  embrace, 
And  are  with  his  prote&ion  crown'd. 

$?ftllflt  CXLV.     Common  me"ire. 

1  r_pHEE  111  extol,  my  God  and  King, 

2  A       Thy  endlefs  praife  proclaim  ; 
This  tribute  daily  I  will  bring 

And  ever  blefs  thy  name. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  beyond  compare  art  great 

And  highly  to  be  prais'd  ; 
Thy  majefty,  with  boundlefs  height, 
Above  our  knowledge  rais'd. 

4  Renown'd  for  mighty  acts,  thy  fame 

To  future  time  extends  ; 
From  age  to  age  thy  glorious  name 

Succenively  defcends. 
e3  6  Whilft  I  thy  glory  and  renown, 

And  wond'rous  works  exprefs, 
The  world  with  me  thy  might  lhall  own 

And  thy  great  pow'r  confefs. 
\  The  praife  that  to  thy  love  belongs, 

They  ihall  with  joy  proclaim  ; 
Thy  truth  of  all  their  grateful  longs 

Shall  be  the  conftant  theme. 

5  The  Lord  is  good  ;  frefn  ads  of  grace 

His  pity  itill  fupplies  ; 
.  .  His  anger  moves  with  flowefi:  pace, 

Ills  wiHing  mercy  ilies. 
|,  1 0  Thy  love  through  earth  extends  its  fame 

To  all  thy  works  expreft ; 
Thefe  fiiew  thy  praife  whilft  thy  great  name 

Is  by  thy  fervants  bleft. 


265  PSALM    CXLV. 

1 1  They  with  the  glorious  profped  fir'd, 

Shall  of  thy  king.iom  fpeak  ; 
And  thy  great  pow'r,  by  all  admir'a*, 
Their  lofty  iubjett  make. 

1 2  God's  glorious  works  of  ancient  date, 

Shall  thus  to  all  be  known ; 
And  thus  his  kingdom's  royal  ftate, 
With  publick  fplendour  fhown. 
73  His  ftedfaft  throne  from  changes  free. 
Shall  ftand  for  cer  fail  ; 
His  boundlefs  fway  no  end  mall  fee, 
But  time  itfelf  ouilaft. 

PART,  II. 
14,  15  The  Lord  does  them  fupport  that  fall, 
And  makes  the  proitrate  rife  ; 
For  his  kind  aid  all  creatures  call, 
Who  timely  food  fupplies. 
16  Whate'er  their  various  wants  require, 
With  open  hand  he  gives  ; 
And  fo  fulfils  the  jult  defire 
Of  ev'ry  thing  that  lives. 
17,  18  How  holy  is  the  Lord  !  how  juft  ! 
How  righteous  all  his  ways  ! 
How  nigh  to  him  who  with  firm  trufi: 
For  his  afiiitance  prays  ! 

19  Ke  grants  the  full  deiire;  of  thofe 

Who  him  with  fear  adore  ; 
And  will  their  troubles  foon  compofe, 
WThen  they  his  aid  implore. 

20  The  Lord  preferves  all  thofe  with  care 

Whom  gr  itcful  love  employs  : 
Jut  finnsrs,  who  his  vengeance  dare, 
With  furious  rage  deitroys. 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLVI.  267 

-Z\  My  time  to  come,  in  praifes  fpenf, 
Shall  ftill  advance  his  fame, 
And  all  mankind  with  one  confent 
For  ever  blefs  his  name. 

}£>faim  CKLVl~Common  metre, 

2  £\  PRAISE  the  Lord,  and  thou  my  foul, 
1   V^/     For  ever  blefs  his  name  : 

His  wond'rous  love,  while  life  (hall  laft, 
My  conitant  praife  fhall  claim. 

3  On  kings,  the  greateft  fons  of  men, 

Let  none  for  aid  rely  : 
They  cannot  fave  in  dang'rous  times, 
Nor  timely  help  apply. 

4  Depriv'd  of  breath  to  dull  they  turn 

And  there  neglected  lie, 
And  all  their  thouhgts  and  vain  defigns 
Together  with  them  die. 

5  Then  happy  he,  who  Jacob's  God 

For  his  protection  takes  ; 
Who  ftill  with  well  plac'd  hope,  the  Lord 
His  conftant  refuge  makes. 

6  The  Lord,  who  made  both  heav'n  and  earth* 

And  all  that  they  contain, 
Will  never  quit  hisftedfaft  truth, 
Nor  make  his  promife  vain. 

7  The  poor  oppreft,  from  all  their  wrongs 

Are  eas'd  by  his  decree  ; 
He  gives  the  hungry  needful  food, 
And  fets  the  pris'ners  free. 
S  By  him  the  blind  receive  their  light, 
The  weak  and  fall'n  he  rears  : 
"With  kind  regard  and  tender  love. 
He  for  the  righteous  cares. 
Y  2 


268  P  S  A  L  M     CXLVII. 

9  The  flranger  he  preserves  from  harm> 
The  orphan  kindly  treats. 
Defends  the  widow,  and  the  wiles 
Of  wicked  men  defeats. 
so  The  God  that  does  in  Sion  dwell, 
Is  our  eternal  King  : 
From  age  to  age  his  reign  endures, 
Let  all  his  praifes fing. 


lg)falm  CXLVII.  Common  metre. 

1  i~\  PRAISE  the  Lord  with  hymns  oi'ju ••, 
\^J     And  celebrate  his  fame  ! 

For  pleafanr,  good,  and  comely  'tis 
To  praife  his  holy  name. 

2  His  holy  city  God  will  build, 

Though  level'd  with  the  ground  : 
Bring  back  his  people  though  diiperVd 
1  hrough  all  the  nations  round. 
^,  4  He  kindly  heajs  the  broken  hearts, 
And  all  their  wounds  does  ciofe  -, 
He  tells  the  number  of  the  ftars, 
Their  feveral  names  he  knows. 
5,6  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  great  his  pow'r, 
His  wifdom  has  no  bound  ; 
The  meek  he  raifes  and  throws  down 
The  wicked  to  the  ground. 
7  To  God,  the  Lord,  a  hymn  of  praife, 
With  grateful  voices  fing  ; 
To  fongs  of  triumph  tune  the  harp, 
And  ftrike  each  warbling  filing. 
$  He  covers  heav'n  with  clouds,  and  thence 
Refrefhing  rain  bellows  ; 
Through  him,  on  mountain  tops,  the  ^rafs 
With  *'ond'rous  plenty  grows. 


P  S  A  L  M  .   CXLVII.  269 

9  He,  favage  heads  that  loofely  range, 

With  timely  food  fupplies  ; 
He  feeds  the  ravens'  tender  brood, 
And  Hops  their  hungry  cries. 

10  He  values  nor  the  warlike  fteed, 

But  does  his  ftrength  difdain  ; 

The  nimble  foot  that  fwiftly  runs, 

No  prize- from  him  can  gain. 

11  But  he,  to  him  that  fears  his  name, 

His  tender  love  extends ; 
To  him  that  on  his  boundlefs  grace 

With  ftedfaft  hope  depends. 
12,  13  Let  Sion  and  Jerufalem 

To  God  their  praife  addrefs  ; 
Who  fenc'd  their  gates  with  many  bars, 

And  does  their  children  blefs. 

24,  i£  Through  all  their  borders  he  gives  peace. 
With  firieft  wheat  they're  fed  ; 
He  fpeaks  the  word,  and  what  he  wills 
Is  done  as  focn  as  faid. 
?5  Large  flakes  of  fnow,  like  fleecy  wool, 
Defcend  at  his  command  : 
And  hoary  froft,  like  afhes  fpread, 
Is  fcatter'd  o'er  the  land. 

v:  When  join'd  to,thefe  he  does  his  hail 
In  little  morfeis  break, 
Who  can  againd  his  piercing  cold 
Secure  defences  make  ? 
18  He  fends  his  word!,  which  melts  the  ice ; 
He  makes  his  wind  to  blow, 
And  fooii  the  ftreams,  congeald  before, 
la  plenteous  currents  flow, 
Y  3 


??o  P  S  A  L  M    CXLVIIL 

J9  Ey  him  his  ftatutes  and  decrees 

To  Jacobs  fons  were  Ihoirn  ; 
And  ftiji  to  Ifrel'%  chofen  feed 

His  righteous  laws  are  known* 
20  No  other  nation  .this  can  bpaftj 

Nor  did  he  e'er  afford 
To  heathen  lands  his  oracle?, 

And  knowledge  of  his  word. 
_^  Hallelujah, 

I,  2  "\7"E  boundlefs  realms  cf  joy, 
X       Exalt  your  Maker's  fame  ; 
His  praife  your  fong  employ 
Above  the  Harry  frame  ; 
Your  voices  raife, 
Ye  cherubim 
And  feraphim, 
To  fing  his  praife. 
3,  4  Thou  moon  that  rul'ft  the  night* 
And  fun  that  guid'ft  the  day3 
Ye  glitt'ring  ftars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homnge  pay  ; 
His  praife  declare, 
Ye  heav'ns  above, 
And  clouds  that  move 
In  liquid  air. 
5,  6  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 
And  praife  his  holy  name, 
By  whofe  almighty  word 

They  all  from  nothing  came  : 
And  all  mall  laft, 
From  changes  free  : 
His  firm  decree 
Stands  ever  fait. 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLVIII. 

7,  8  Let  earth  her  tribute  pay  ; 

Praife  him,  ye  dreadful  whale?, 
And  fiih  that  through  the  fea 
Glide  fwi$  — ith  glittering  {bales 
Fire,  hail,  and  fnow, 
And  mifty  air. 
And  winds  that  where 
Ke  bids  them  blow, 

*,  ro  By  Mils  arid  mountains,  all 
In  grateful  confort  join'd, 
By  cedars  ita:ely  tall, 

And  trees  for  fruit  defign'd  2 
By  ev'ry  beaft, 
And  creeping  thing, 
And  fowl  of  wing 
His  name  be  bleiL 

if,  12  Let  all  of  royal  birth, 

With  thofe  of  humbler  frame* 
And  judges  of  the  earth, 

His  roatchlefs  praife  proclaim, 
In  this  de%n 
Let  youths  with  maids* 
And  hoary  heads 
Willi  children  join, 

13  United  zeal  be  mown, 

His  wond'rous  fame  to  raife, 
Whofe  glorious  name  alone 
Deferves  our  endlefs  praife  5 
Earth's  utmoft  ends 
His  pow'r  obey  : 
'  His  glorious  fway 
The  fey  tranfcends* 


271 


*72  PSALM    CXLIX, 

14  His  chofen  faints  to  grace, 
He  fets  them  up  on  high, 
And  favours  Ifr'ei's  race, 
Who  ftill  to  him  are  nigh. 
O  !  therefore  raife 
Your  grateful  voice, 
And  ftill  rejoice 
The  Lord  to  praife. 


PWmCXLIX.  Particular  metre. 

h  2  O  PRAISE  >?e  the  L°rd» 

V_/  Prepare  your  glad  voice     • 
His  praife  in  the  great 

Affembly  to  fmg. 
In  our  great  Creator 
Let  I/ret  rejoice, 
And  children  of  Sion 
Be  glad  in  their  King, 
3,  4  Let  them  his  great  name 
Extol  in  the  dance  ; 
With  timbrel  and  harp 

His  praifes  exprefs, 
Who  always  takes  plea fu re 

His  faints  to  advance, 
And  with  his  falvation 
The  humble  to  blefs. 
5,  6    With  glory  adcnvd, 
His  people  fhall  fmg 
To  God  who  their  beds 

WTith  fafety  does  Ihield  ; 
Their  mouths  fill'd  with  praifes 

Of  him  their  great  King ; 
Whilft  a  two  edged  fword 
Their  right  hand  lliall  wield. 


P  $  A  L  M    CL.  273 

7,  8  Jufl:  vengeance  to  take 
For  injuries  pail  : 
To  ptmifn  thofe  lands 
For  ruin  deftgn'd  ; 
With  chains,  as  their  captive^ 

To  tie  their  kings  faft, 
With  fetters  of  iron 
Their  nobles  to  bind. 

9     Thus  fnall  they  make  good, 
When  they  fhall  deftroy9 
The  dreadful  decree 

Which  God  does  proclaim  % 
Such  honour  and  triumph 
His  faints  mall  enjoy, 
O  therefore  for  ever 
Exalt  his  great  name  ? 

pfalm  CL.     Long  metreT 

1  ^\  PRAISE  the  Lord  in  that  bleft  place* 
\J  From  whence  his  goodnefs  largely  flows* 
Praife  him  in  heav'n,  where  he  his  face 

UnveiFd  in  perfect  glory  fnows. 

2  Praife  him  for  all  the  mighty  acts. 

Which  he  on  our  behalf  has  done  1 
Kis  kindnefs  this  return  exacts, 

With  which  our  praife  fhouid  equal  run, 

3  Let  the  fhrill  trumpet's  warlike  voice    \ 

Make  rocks  and  hills  his  praife  rebound  5 
Praife  him  with  harp's  melodious  no|(es 
And  gentle  pfalt'ry's  filver  found. 

4  Let  virgin  troopsfoft  timbrels  bring, 

And  fome  with  graceful  motions  dance  1 
Let  internments  cf  various  ftfingSj 

With  organs  joined,  his  praife  advance. 


274  P  S  A  L  M   CL. 

5  Let  them  who  joyful  hymns  compofe, 

To  cymbals  fat  their  fongs  of  praife  ; 
Cymbals  of  common  ufe,  and  thofe 
That  loudly  found  on  folemn  days. 

6  Let  all  that  vital  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  does  to  them  afford, 
In  juft  returns  of  praife  employ  : 
Letev'ry  creature  praife  the  Lord. 
END  of    the   PSALMS. 

— i  , ,  ■ '  ■  ~  •'  ,  

GLORIA    P  AT  R  I,    &c. 


COMMON    METRE. 

rO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  (hall  be  ever  more. 


T0  be  fzi tig  to  any  double  Fune  in  Common  Metre, 

TO  God,  our  benefattcr,  bring, 
The  tribute  of  your  praife  ; 
Too  fmall  for  an  almighty  King  j 

But  all  that  we  can  raife. 
Glory  to  thee,  blefs'd  Three  in  One, 

The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 

As  was,  and  is,  and  (hall  be  done, 

When  time  fhall  be  no  more. 


LORD,  blefs  thy  people,  who  to  thee 
Do  all  their  fafety  owe  ; 
Feed  thou  thy  flock,  and  raife  them  up, 
When  they  are  fallen  low. 


GLORIA    PATRI,  &c.  "      275 

DELIGHT  to  bids  thy  people,  Lord* 
Defend  and  fuceour  them  ; 
Do  good  to  Xiovy  build  the  walls 
Of  thy  Jerufalem, 


LONG    METRE. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
The  God  whom  earth  and  heav'n  adore* 
Be  glory  as  it  was  of  old, 
Is  now,  and  fhall  be  ever  more. 


THY  people  whom  thou  lov'ft,  delight 
To  blefs,  defend  and  fuceour  them  3 
Do  good  to  Z /'<?#,  Lord,  and  build 
The  walls  of  thy  Jerufalem, 


OH  may  thy  church,  thy  turtle  dove, 
Mournful,  yet  chaJte,  thy  pity  move  ; 
To  birds  of  prey  expofe  her  not, 
Though  poor,  too  dear  to  be  forget. 


SHORT   METRE. 

TO  God  the  Father,  Son, 
And  fpirit,  glory  be  5 
As  'twas,  and  is,  and  fhall  be  fo 
To  all  eternity. 


LET  Zion  favour  find, 
Of  thy  good  will  affur'ck 
And  thy  own  city  nourifh  long, 
By  lofty  walls  fecur'd* 


2-6        GLORIA  PATRT,  kc. 
PARTICULAR    METRE. 

As  P/alm  37th,  and  loft  part  of  the  \\yJj 
Pfalm  Tune, 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
The  God  whom  heav'n's  triumphant  hoft, 
And  fufFring  faints  on  earth  adore, 
Be  glory  as  in  ages  paft, 
As  now  it  is,  and  fo  mall  lafr, 

When  time  itfelf  muft  be  no  more.  ' 


As  Pfalm  148, 

TO  God  the  Father,  Son, 
And  fpirit  ever  blefs'd, 
Eternal  Three  in  One, 
All  wormip  be  addrefs'd, 
As  heretofore 
It  was,  is  now, 
And  fhall  be  fo 
For  evermore. 


As  Pfalm  ity, 

BY  Angels  in  heav'n 
Of  ev'ry  degree, 
And  faints  upon  earth, 

All  praife  be  addrefs'd 
To  God  in  three  perfons, 

One  God  ever  bleiVd  ; 
As  it  has  been,  now  is, 
And  always  mail  be. 


HYMNS. 


HYMN    S. 

Collected  chiefly  from  Dt.Watts'sHymns. 

J^gnUi'I.    Common  metre. 

Rev.  "v.  6,  8,  9,  10,  12. 

1  DE  HOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
JLj     Amidft  his  Father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 

And  fongs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worihip  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around  j 
With  vials  full  of  odours  fweef, 
And  harps  of  Tweeter  found. 

3  Thofe  are  the  pray'rs  of  all  the  faints, 

And  thefe  the  hymns  they  raife  ; 
J  ejus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praife, 

4  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain, 

Be  endlefs  bleffihgs  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  haft  r-deem'd  our  fouls  with  blood, 

Haft  kt  the  pris'ners  free, 
Haft  made  us  kings  and  prieits  to  God, 
And  we  mall  reign  with  thee. 

6  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Are  put  beneath  thy  povv'r  ; 
Then  fnorten  thefe  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promis'd  hour. 


278  HYMN    II. 

Jpgmn   II.     Common  metre. 

I/a.  lxv.  1,  2,  &c. 

1  T    ET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
Jl_j     And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice, 
The  trumpet  of  the  gofpel  founds 

With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry  ftarving  fouls 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  ftrive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind  : 

3  Eternal  wifdom  has  prepar'd 

A  foul  reviving  feaft, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provifion  tafte. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  ftreams* 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirft 
With  fprings  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine* 

6  Ye  perifhing  and  naked  poor, 

Who  work  with  mighty  pain, 

To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own, 

That  will  not  hide  your  fin  : 

7  Come  naked  and  adorn  your  fouls 

With  robes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son, 

And  dy'd  in  his  own  blood. 
$  Dear  Lord  !  the  treafures  of  thy  love 

Are  everlafting  mines. 
Deep  as  our  helplefs  mis'ries  are5  ; 

And  bouadkis  as  our  fins. 


HYMN    III,  IV,  279 

§  The  happy  gates  of  gofpel  grace 
Stand  open  night  and  day  : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek  fupplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

Jl)gmn  III.    Common  metre* 

Ifa.  xxvi.  1 5. 

S   T  TOW  honourable  is  the  place 
X~l     Where  we  adorning  ftand3 
Sion  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 
%  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 
The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
The  walls  of  ftrong  falvation  made? 
Defy  the  affaults  of  hell* 

3  Lift  up  the  everlafting  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling  ; 
Enter  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  ftatutes  of  our  king. 

4  Here  mail  you  tafte  unmingled  joys* 

And  live  in  perfect  peace  : 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name* 
And  Ventur'd  on  his  grace  : 

5  Truft  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  truft, 

And  banifh  all  your  fears  : 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

Jl)gmn    IV.    Common  metre. 

Ifa.  lv.  1,  2.  Zech.  xiii.  1.  Mk.  vii.  19,  &e* 
!  TN  vain  we  lavifh  out  our  lives, 
X     To  gather  empty  wind  ; 
The  choiceft  bleffings  earth  can  yield 
Will  ftarve  a  hungry  mind„ 
Z  2 


i%o  HTMN    IV. 

2  Come,  and  the  Lord  (hall  feed  our  fouls 

With  more  fubfiantial  meat  ; 
With  fuch  as  faints  in  glory  love. 
With  fuch  as  angels  eat. 

3  Our  God  will  ev'ry  want  fupplyy 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace  ; 
He  gives  by  cOv'nant  and  by  oath 
The  riches  of  his  grace  : 

4  Come,  and  he'll  cleanfe  cur  fpotted  fouls* 

And  warn  away  our  ftains, 
In  the  dear  fountain  that  his  Son 
Pourd  from  his  dying  veins. 

5  Our  guilt  fhall  vanifli  all  away, 

Though  blaok  as  hell  before  ; 

Our  fins  (hall  fink  beneath  the  Tea, 

And  (hall  be  found  no  more  : 

6  And  left  pollution  fhould  o'erfpread 

Our  inward  pow'rs   again, 
His  fpirit  fhall  bedew  cur  fouls 
Like  purifying  rain. 

*j  Our  heart,  that,  flinty  ftubborn  thing* 
That  terrours  cannot  move, 
That  fears  no  ihreat'nir.g  of  his  wrath5 
Shall  be   diflblvM  by  love. 
§  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  away, 
That  would  not  be  refin'd  ; 
And  from  the  treafures  of  his  grace 
Bellow  a  fofter  mind. 

9  There  fhall  his  facred  fpirit  ^weli* 
And  deep  engrave  Ills  law  ; 
And  ev'ry  motion  of  our  fouls 
To  fwift  obedience  draw9 


HYMN   V.  t%% 

10  Thus  will  he  pour  falvation  down. 
And  we  fhall  render  praife  ; 
We,  the  dear  people  of  his  love, 
And  he  our  God  of  grace. 

Jpgmn  V.    Short  metre. 

I/a.  Hi.  7,  8,  9,  10.      Matt.  xiii.  16, 17, 

1    T  TOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
±1  Who   ftand  on  S ion's  hill, 
Who  bring  falvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 
%  How  charming  is  their  voice, 
How  fweet  the  tidings  are  \ 
"  Sion  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here, 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears 

That  hear  this  joyful  found  f 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for. 
And  fought,  but  never  found  ! 
4.  How  bleffed  are  our  eyes 

That  fee  this  heav'nly  light ; 

Prophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  long. 

But  dy'd  without  the  fight ! 

r  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ! 
Jerufalem  breaks  forth  with  fongs, 
And  defarts  learn  the  joy. 
6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad  5 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  ar.d  their  God, 


282  H  r  M  N    VI,  VII. 

!p|)!Ttn   VI.     Common  metre. 
I    Pet.  i.  3,  4, 5. 

1  T3  LE5T  be  the  everlafling  God> 
43  The  Father  of  our  Lord  ! 
Be4>is   abounding  mercy  prais'd, 

His  majefty  ador'd. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  cail'd  him  to  the  Iky, 

He  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope> 

That  they  fhould  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  inbred  fins  require 

Our  fleih  to  fee  the  dull, 
Yet  as   the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofe? 
So  all  his  foll'wers  muft. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 

Referv'd  agaiml  that  day 

?Tis  uncorrupted,    undenTd, 

And  cannot  wafte  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  pow'r  of  God  are   kept, 

'Till  the  falvation  come  ; 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  ft  rangers  here, 
'Till  Chrift  {hall  call  us  home. 

Jpgiltrt  VII.     Long  metre. 

I  fa.    xxvi.   8- 20. 

1  TN  thine,  own  ways,  O  God  of  love, 
JL  We  wait  the  vifits  of  thy  grace  ; 
Our  foul's  defire  is  to   thy  name, 

And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 

2  My  thoughts  are  fearching,  Lord,  for  thee 

Arnongft  the  Ihades  of  lonefome  night  ; 
•  My  earned  pray'rs  afcend  the  Ikies, 
Before  the  dawn  reftores  the  light. 


h  r  m  n  vnr.  2* 

3  Lock  how  rebellious  men  deride 

The  tender  patience  of  my  God  \ 
But  they  mall  lee  thy  lifted  hand, 
And  feel  the  fcourges  of  thy  rod. 

4  Hark.  !  the  Eternal  rends  the  iky, 

A  mighty  voice  before  him  gees, 
A  voice  of  mufick  to  his  friends* 
But  threatr.bg  thunder  to  his   foes. 

5  Come,  children,  to  your  Father's  arms*. 

Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  grace, 
'Till  the  fierce  ftorms  be  overblown, 
And  my  revenging  fury  ceafe. 

!5|)|nn  VIII.    Common  metre. 

Ifa.    xl.  27,  28,  29,  30. 

1  T  ~K  7 HENCE  do  our  mournful  tho'ts  a  rife, 
V  V       And  where's  our  courage  fled  ! 
Has  reftlefs  fin  and  raging  hell 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 
3  Have  we  forgot  th*  almighty  name 
That  fcrm'd  the  earth  and  fea  t 
And  can  an  all  creating  arm 
Grow  weary  or  decay  ? 

3  Trsafures  of  everlafting  might 

In  cur  Jeho~jah,  dwell  ; 
He  gives  the  conquelf  to  the  weak, 
And  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  pow'rfhall  fade  and  die. 

And  youthful  vigour  ceafe, 
But  we  that  wait  upon  the  Lord 
Shall  feel  our  flrength  increafe* 


284  HYMN    IX. 

5  The  faints  (hall  mount  on  eagle's  wings> 
And  tafte  the  promis'd  blifs, 
'Till  their  unweary'd  feet  arrive 
Where  perfect  pleafure  is. 

Jpgmit  IX.  Common  metre. 

I/a,  xlix.  13,  14,  &c. 

1   TVTOW  fhall  my  inward  joy  arife, 
JlN      And  burft  into  a  fong  ; 
Almighty  love  infpires  my  heart, 
And  pleafure  tunes  my  tongue, 
a  God  on  his  thirfty  TLion  hill 

Some  mercy  drops  has  thrown, 
And  folemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
To  fhow'r  falvation  down. 

3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 

Sufpicions  and  complaints ; 

Is  he  a  God,  and  (hall  his  grace 

Grow  weary  of  his  faints  ? 

4  Can  a. kind  woman  e'er  forget 

The  infant  of  her  womb, 
Among  a  thoufand  tender  thoughts 
Her  fuckling  have  no  room  ? 

5  "  Yet,  faith  the  Lord,  mould  nature  change, 

And  mothers  moniters  prove, 
Sion  ftill  dwells  upon  the  heart 
Of  everlafting  love. 

6  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my.  hands 

I  have  engrav'd  her  name  ; 
My  hands  fhall  raife  her  ruin'd  walls 
And  build  her  broken  frame," 


HYMN    X,  XL     .  285 

ipgltm  X.     Common  metre. 

Re-v.  vii.    13.  &c» 

1  rT",HESE  glorious  minds  how  bright   they 

A     Whence  all  their  white  array  ?    ((bine, 
How  came  they  to  the  happy  feats 
Of  everlafting  day  ? 

2  From  tort'ring  pains  to  endlefs  joys 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 
And  ttrangely  wafn'd  their  raiment  white 
In  J  ejus*  dying  blood, 

3  Now  they  approach  a  fpotlefs  God| 

And  bow  before  his  throne, 
Their  warbling  harps  and  facrcd  fongs 
Adore  the  holy  One. 

4  The  unveii'd  glories  of  his  face 

Amongft  his  faints  refide, 
While  the  rich  treafure  of  his  grace, 
Sees  all  their  wants  fupply'd. 

5  Tormenting  third:  (hall  leave  their  fouls 

And  hunger  flee  as  fart  ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  fweet  repair. 

6  The  Lamb  (hall  lead  his  heav'nly  Hock 

Where  living  fountains  rife, 

And  love  divine  mail  wipe  away 

The  forrows  of  their  eyes, 

jpgltin  XL    Common  metre. 

Rev.  XV.   3,  &c. 
1  T  X  7E  ling  the  glories  of  thy  love, 
V  V       We  found  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
The  Chriftian  church  unites  the  fongs 
Of  Mo/es  and  the  Lamb. 


286  HYMN    XII. 

2  Great  God,  how  wond'rous  arc  thy  works 

Of  vengeance  and  of  grace  ! 
Thou  King  of  faints,  almighty  Lord, 
How  juil  and  true  thy  ways ! 

3  Who  dares  refufe  to  fear  thy   name, 

Or  worfhip  at  thy  throne  ? 
Thy  judgments  fpeak  thine  holinefs 
Through  all  the  nations  known. 

ipgttin  XII.    Long  metre. 

John  xvi.  1 6.  Luh  xxii.  i  r ,  John  xiv.  3 , 

1  TESUS  is -gone  above  the  ikies, 

J    Where  our  weak  fenfes  reach  him  not;, 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes 

To  thruft  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wand'ring  hearts  we  have;, 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face, 
And  to  refreih  our  minds  he  gave 
Thefe  kind  memorials  of  his  grace* 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  fpread 

With  his  own  flefh  and  dying  blood  : 
We  on  the  rich  provifion  feed, 
And  tafte  the  wine,  and  blefs  our  Goda 

4  Let  finful  fweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  lefs  in  our  efteem  : 
Chrift  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  himj 

5  While  he  is  abfent  from  our  fight, 

'Tis  to  prepare  our  foul  a  place, 

That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  lights 

And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 


HYMN    XIXX.  287 

6  Oar  eyes  look  upwards  to  the  hills, 

Whence  our  returning  Lord  {hall  come  f 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  awfal  wheels 
To  fetch  our  longing  fpirits  home. 

JJ)gmn  XIII.    Common  metre, 

Luke  xiv.  17,  22,  23. 

I   T  TOW  fweet  and  awful  is  the  place 
JLA     With  Chrift  within  the  docrsa 
While  everlaftiog  loye  difplays 
The  choiceft  of  hir  ftores ! 
s  Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God 
With  foft  compaffion  rools, 
Here  peace  and  pardon  bought  with  bloody 
Is  food  for  dying  fouls. 

3  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  fongs. 
Join  to  admire  the  feaft, 
Each  of  us  cry  with  thankful  tongues, 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  gueft  ?■ 
4.  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 
And  enter  while  there's  room  ; 
When  thoufands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
And  rather  ftarve  than  come  ?" 

£  *Twas  the  fame  love  that  fpread  the  feaft 
That  fweetly  forc'd  us  in, 
Elfe  we  had  ftill  refus'd  to  tafte, 
And  periih'd  in  our  fin. 
6  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God, 
Conftrain  the  earth  to  come  ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad^. 
And  bring  the  ftrangers  home  a, 


288  HYMN    XIV,  XV. 

7  We  long  to  fee  thy  churches  full, 
That  all  the  chofen  race, 
May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  foul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 

!&pmn    XIV.  Long  ?netre. 

Solomons  Song  i.  7. 
2   r  i  "HOU  whom  my  foul  admires  above 
X       All  earthly  joys  and  earthly  love, 
Tell  me  dear  fhepherd,  let  me  know 
Where  doth  thy  fweeteft  paftures  grow  ? 

2  Where  is  the  madow  of  that  rock, 
That  from  the  fun  defends  thy  flock  ? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  (lieep, 
Among  them  reft,  among  them  keep. 

3  Why  fhould  thy  bride  appear  like  one 
That  turns  afide  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  conftant  feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  feek  another  love. 

4.  The  footfteps  of  thy  flock  I  fee  ; 
Thy  fweeteft  paftures  here  they  be  ; 
A  wond'rous  feaft  thy  love  prepares, 
Bought  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and  tears* 

5  His  dcareft  flefh  he  makes  my  food, 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richeft  blood  : 
Here  to  thefe  hills  my  foul  will  come 
'Till  my  beloved  lead  me  home. 

!pgmn  XV.    Long  metre. 

Solomons   Song  ii.   8,  9*   10,    II,    12,    13. 
I  HPHE  voice  of  my  beloved  founds 

jL       Over  the  rocks  and  rifmg  grounds  ; 
O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  fens  of  grief, 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief. 


HYMN    XVI...  289 

Now  through  the  veil  of  flefli  I  fee 
With  eyes  of  love    he  looks  at  me  ; 
Now  in  the  Gofpel's  cleareft  glafs 
He  fhows  the  beauties  of  his  face. 
Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue  : 
"  Rife,"  faith  my  Lord,  "  Make  hafte  away, 
No  mortal  joys  are  worth,  thy  ftay. 
The  Jenjoijh  wintry  ftate  is  gone, 
The  mills  are  fled,  the  fpring  comes  on  5 
The  facred  turtle  dove  we  hear 
Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 
"  Th'  immortal  vine  of  heav'nly  root, 
BlofToms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit." 
Lo,  we  are  come  to  tafte  the  wine  : 
Our  fouls  rejoice  aad  blefs  the  vine, 
And  when  we  he'ar  our  J  ejus  fay, 
"  Rife  up  my  love,  make  hafte  away  !  " 
Our  hearts  would  fain  out  fly  the  wind, 
And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind* 

~ii3gmn    XVI.  Long  metreT" 

Solomon's  Song  iii.  2,  u0 

DAUGHTERS  of  Sib*,  come,  behold 
The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 
Which  the  glad  church  with  joys  unknown 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon, 
Jefus,  thou  everlafting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring  : 
Accept  the  well  deferv'd   renown, 
And  wear  our  praifes  as  thy  crown. 
Let  ev'ry  acl  of  worfhip  be 
Like  our  efpcufals,  Lord,  to  thee  : 


290  II  T  M  N    XVII. 

Like  the  dear  hour  when  from  above 
We  rirft  receiv'd  the  pledge  of  love, 

4  The  gladnefs  of  that  happy  day, 

Our  hearts  would  wifh  it  long  to  flay  ; 
Nor  let  our  faith  forfake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  fink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

5  Still  may  each  minute  as  it  flies, 
Increafe  thy  praife,  improve  our  joysf 
"Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  name 
At  the  great  fupper  of  the  Lamb. 

6  O  that  the  months  would  rool  away, 
And  bring  that  coronation  day  ! 

The  King  of  grace  (hall  fill  the  throne 
With  all  his  Father's  glories  on, 

Jp^mn  XVII.    Long  metre. 

I  fa.  lvii.  15,  16. 
2   HpHUS  faith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
A     "I  fit  upon  my  holy  throne  : 
My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high  ; 
Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 

2  But  I  cefcend  to  worlds  below, 
On  earth  I  have  a  manfion  too  ; 
The  humble  fpirit  and  contrite 
Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  "  The  humble  foul  my  words  revive. 
I  bid  the  mourning  finner  live  ; 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
And  eafe  the  forrows  of  the  mind. 

4  [When  I  contend  againft  their  fin, 

]  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been 
But  fhould  my  wrath  for  ever  fmoke, 
Their  fouls  would  fink  beneath  my  firoke.' 


H  T  M  N    XVIII.  29! 

5  O  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 
Left  we  mould  faint,  defpair  and  die  ! 
Thus  (hall  our  better  thoughts  approve. 
The  methods  of  thy  chaft'ning  love.] 

Jf)gmn  XVHL  Long  metre. 

Matt.  v.  3—12. 

1  T>  LEST  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee 
JD  Their  emptinefs  and  poverty  ; 
Treafures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

2  Bleft  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fmart  ; 
The  blood  of  Chrift  divinely  flows 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes, 

3  Bleft  are  the  meek,  who  Hand  afar 
From  rage  and  paflion,  noife  and  war  ; 
God  will  fecure  their  happy  ftate, 
And  plead  their  caufe  againft  the  great. 

4  Bleft  are  the  fouls  that  third  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteoufnefs  ; 
They  mail  be  well  fupply'd  and  fed 
With  living  ft  reams  and  living  bread 

5  Bleft  are  the  men  whofe  bowels  move 
And  melt  with  fympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Chrift  the  Lord  they  fha!l  obtain 
Like  fympathy  and  love  again  : 

6  Bleft  are  the  pure  whofe  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  povv'rs  of  fin  ; 

With  endlefs  pleafure  they  ihall  fee 
A  God  of  fpotlefs  purity0 
&  Bleft  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  ftrife  % 
A  a  2 


292  HYMN    XIX,     XX, 

They  (hall  be.  call'd  the  heirs  of  blifs, 
The  fons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

8  Bleft  are  the  fufFrers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  fharne  for  Jeftu   fake  ; 
Their  foals  (hall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

fypmn  XIX.  Common  metre. 

2   Tim.  i.    12. 

1  T'M  not  aftiarn'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
X     Or  to  defend  his  cauff, 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 

The  glory  of  his  profs. 

2  Je/us,  my  God  !  I  know  his  name*  • 

His  name  is  all  my  truft  ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  foul  to  fharne, 
Nor  let  my  hone  be  loft. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promife  ftandsj 

And  he  can  well  fecure 
Wh  t  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
'Till  the  decifive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthlefs  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  new  %rufalem 
Appoint  my  foul  a  place. 

g>gm!l    XX.     -0.     .OIL   /.:■::  ft. 
2   Cor.  i.  5—8. 

1  r  i  ^HERE  is  a  houfe  not  made  with  handsj, 

A       Eternal  and  on  high, 
And  here  ray  fpirit  waiting  Hands 
'Till  God  (hall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prifon  of  my  clay 

Muft  be  difTolv'd  and  fall  ; 

Then,  O  my  foul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heav'nly  Father's  call. 


HYMN    XXI.  293 

3  sTis  he  by  his  almighty  grace 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heav'n, 
And  as  an  earneft  of  the  place 
Has  his  own  fpirit  giv'n. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 

But  while  the  body  is  our  home 

We're  abfeut  from  the  Lord. 

5  Tis  pleafant  to  believe  thy  grace 

But  we  had  rather  fee  ; 
We  would  be  abfent  from  the  flefh, 
And  prefent,  Lord,  with  thee. 

©gmn  XXI.  Long  metre. 

Matt,  xxii.  37 40. 

1  'TPHUS  faith  the  firft,  the  great  commando 

X     "  Let  all  thy  inward  pow'rs  unite 
To  love  thy  Maker,  and  thy  God, 
With  utmoft  vigour  and  delight. 

2  Then  fhall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place 

Share  thine  affections  and  efteem, 
And  let  thy  kindnefs  to  thyfelf 
Meafure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  fenfe  that  Mofes  fpcke, 

This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove  ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke  : 
And  the  whole  law's  fulfill'd  by  love. 
4.  But  O  !  how  bafe  our  paiiions  are  ! 
How  cold  our  chanty  and  zeal ! 
Lord,  fill  our  fouls  with  heav'nly  fixe, 
Or  we  fhall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 
A  a  :i   ' 


294  HYMN    XXII,   XXIII. 

ipgmn    XXII.  Long   metre, 

Matt.  xi.  28- 30. 

J    "  ^OME  hither  all  ye  weary  fouls, 
V_y     Ye  heavy  laden  finners  come, 
I'll  give  you  reft  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raife  you  to  my  heav'nly  home 

2  They  fhall  find  reft  that  learn  of  me  5 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  : 
But  pafiion  rages  like  the  fea. 

And  pride  is  reftlefs  as  the  wind. 

3  "  Blefs'd  is  the  man  whofe  moulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight  ; 
My  yoke  is  eafy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  (hall  make  the  burden  light.'* 

4  JeJusi  we  come,  at  thy  command, 

With  faith  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Refign  our  f pirns  to  thy  hand. 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

ipgmn  XXJII.  Common  metre. 

huh  i.  63,  &c. 
s   "KJOW  bleft  be  IfreVs  Lord  and  God; 
-LN      Whofe  mercy  at  our  need 
Has  vifited  his  people's  grief, 
And  them  from  bondage  freed  : 

2  And  rais'd  in  faithful  David's  hcufs 

Salvation,  which  of  old, 
E'er  iince  the  world  itfelf  began, 
His  prophets  had  foretold. 

3  To  fave  us  from  our  fpiteful  foe,s> 

And  keep  his  oath  in  mind, 

W7hich  he  to  Ahram  heretofore^ 

And  to  our  father's  fign'd. 


H  T  M  N    XXIV.  29 

That  we  from  fear  and  danger  freedj 

His  temple  may  frequent  ; 
And  all  our  days,  as  in  his  fight, 

In  holy  life  beTpent. 
And  thou,  O  child,  {halt  then  be  call'd 

God's  prophet  to  declare 
His  meiTage,  and  before  his  face 

His  paffege  to  prepare. 
To  give  them  light  who  now  in  fhades 

Of  night  and  death  abide  ; 
And  in  the  way  that  leads  to  peace 

Our  footfteps  fafely  guide. 

JDgmn    XXIV.    Common  metre. 

Luke  i.   4.6,  &c, 

MY  foul  and  fpirit  fill'd  with  joy, 
My  God  and  Saviour  praife  ; 
Whofe  goodnefs  did  from  poor  eitate 

His  humble  handmaid  raife. 
Me  bleft  of  God,  the  God  of  pow'r, 

All  ages  mall  confefs, 
Whofe  name  is  holy3  and  whofe  love 

His  faints  mail  ever  blefs. 
The  proud,  and  all  their  Vuin  de-f  gnsa 

He  quicly  did  confound  : 
He  caft  the  mighty  from  their  feat, 

The  meek  and  humble  crown'd. 
The  hungry  with  good  things  are  fill'd, 

The  rich  with  hunger  pin'd  : 
He  fent  his  fervant  Ifrel  help, 

And  call'd  his  love  to  mind  ; 
Which  to  our  fathers  heretofore, 

Ey  oath  he  did  enfure  ; 
To  Ahr  am  and  his  chofen  f:ed3 

For  ever  to  endure, 


296         HYMN  XXV,  XXVI. 

K)gmn    XXV.    Common  metre. 

Luke  ii.  29. 

1    T    ORD,  let  thy  fervant  now  depart 
JLj  Into  thy  promis'd  reft, 
Since  my  expecting  eyes  have  been 
With  thy  falvation  bleft  : 

2  Which,  'till  this  time,  thy  favour'd  faints 

And  prophets  only  knew, 
Long  fmce  prepar'd,  but  now  fet  forth 
In  all  the  people's  view. 

3  A  light  to  ihew  the  heathen  world 

The  way  to  faving  grace  : 
But  O  !  the  light  and  glory  both 
Of  Ifr'el's  chofen  race. 

©pmn  XXVI.  Com?non  metre. 

Liile  ii.  g 15. 

T  \  JHILE  fnepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  bv 
VV  night, 

All  feated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  fhone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,  faid  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  feiz'd  their  troubled  mind  : 
Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  bom  of  Danltd's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Chrift  the  Lord  ; 
And  this  (hall  be  die  fign  ; 


H  T  M  N    XXVII.  29] 

4  The  heav'nly  babe  you  there  mall  find 

To  human  view  difplay'd, 
All  meanly  wrapt  in  fwathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  fpake  the  feraph  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  mining  throng 
Of  angels  praifing  God,  and  thus 
Addrefs'd  their  joyful  fong  : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high  j 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
Goodwill  henceforth  from  heav'n  to  men 
Begin  and  never  ceafe." 

ipvmn  XXVII.    Common  metre. 

1    Cor.  v.  7.   Rom.  vi.  9,  &:c. 

1  QINCE  Chrift  our  paflbver  is  flairi 
O     A  facrifice  for  all  : 

Let  all  with  thankful  hearts  agree 
To  keep  the  feftival  1 

2  Not  with  the  leaven,  as  of  old, 

Of  fin  and  malice  fed  ; 
Eut  with  unfeign'd  fincerity, 
And  truth's  unleaven'd  bread. 

3  Chrift  being  rais'd  by  pow'r  divine, 

And  refcu'd  from  the  grave, 
Shall  die  no  more,  death  mall  on  him 
No  more  dominion  have  ; 

4  For  that  he  dy'd,  twas  for  our  fins 

He  once  vouchfaf'd  to  die, 
But  that  he  lives,  he  lives  to  Gcd> 
For  all  eternity. 


298  HYMN    XXVIII. 

5  So  count  yourfelves  as  dead  to  fin, 

But  graciouily  reftor'd, 
And  made  henceforth  alive  to  God, 
Through  Je/us  Chrift  our  Lord. 

I^pmn  XXVIII.  Common  metre, 

!   |^~\GOD,  we  praife  thee,  and  confefs 
\jr     That  thou  the  only  Lord, 
And  everlafting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  ador'd. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud, 

To  thee  the  pow'rs  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  feraphim, 
Continually  do  cry  ; 

3  O  !*>ly,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heav'nly  hods  obey  ; 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filfd 
Of  thy  majeftick  fway. 

4  Th'  apoftles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crown'd  with  light, 
With  all  the  myrtyrs'  noble  hoft, 
Thy  conftant  praife  recite. 

3"  Thy  holy  church  throughout  the  world, 
O  Lord,  confeffes  thee, 
That  thou,  eternal  Father  art 
Of  boundlefs  majefty  : 

6  Thy  honour'd,  true  and  only  Son, 

And  Holy  Ghoft,  the  fpring 
Of  never  ceafing  joy,  O  Chriit, 
Of  glory  thou  art  King. 

7  The  Father's  everlafting  Son, 

Thou  from  on  high  didft  come 


HYMN    XXIX.  299. 

To  fave  mankind,  and  didft  riot  then 
Difdain  the  virgin's  womb. 

8  And  having  overcome  the  fting 

Of  death,  thou  open'ft  wide 
The  gates  of  heav'nto  all,  who  firm 
In  thy  belief  abide. 

PART    II. 

9  Crown'd  with  the  Father's  glory  thou 

At  God's  right  hand  doll  fit  ; 
Whence  thou  (halt  come  to  be  our  Judge,, 
To  fentence  or  acquit. 

10  O  therefore  fave  thy  fervants,  Lord, 

Whofe  fouls  fo  dearly  coil  ; 
Nor  let  the  purchafe  of  thy  blood, 
Thy  precious  blood,  be  loft. 

1 1  We  magnify  thee  day  by  day  ; 

And  ever  worfnip  thee, 
Vouchfafe  to  keep  us,  Lord,  this  day 
From  fin  and  danger  free. 

1 2  Have  mercy,  mercy,  on  us,  Lord  ! 

To  us  thy  grace  extend, 
According  as  for  mercy  we 
On  thee  alone  depend.' 

1 3  In  thee  I  have  repos'd  my.  truft, 

And  ever  fhall  do  fo  : 
Preferve  me  then  from  ruin  here, 
And  from  eternal  woe. 

31)j)tttn  XXIX.   Common  metre. 

Rev,  iy.  1 1.  and  v.  9,  &c. 

1    nPKOU  God,  all  glory,  honour,  pow'r 
X       Art  worthy  to  receive  ; 


30d  •     k  2'  M  N    XXX. 

Since  all  things  by  thy  pow'r  were  made* 
And  by  thy  bounty  live. 

2  And  worthy  is  the  Lamb  all  pow'r, 

Honour  and  wealth  to  gain, 
Glory  and  ftrength  who  for  our  fins 
A  facrince  was  fiain. 

3  All  worthy  thou  who  haiTredeem'd, 

And  ranfom'd  us  to  God, 
From  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  coaft, 
By  thy  raoft  precious  blood. 

4  Blefiings  and  honour,  glory,  pow'r, 

By  all  in  earth  and  heav'n, 
To  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  the  Lamb  be  giv'n. 

!J)gmrt  XXX.   Common  metre. 

Re^j.  xix.   5,  &c. 
i      A   LL  ye  who  faiihful  fervants  are 
X~\.     Of  our  almighty  King, 
Both  high  and  low,  and  fmall  and  great 
His  pr  dfe  devoutly  ling. 
3  Let  us  icjoice  and  render  thanks 
To  his  molt  holy  name  : 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  for  now  is  come 
The  marraige  of  the  Lamb. 

3  ills  bride  herfelf  has  ready  mad% 

How  pure  and  white  her  drefs  ! 
Which  is  the  faints  integrity 
And  fpotlefs  holinefc. 

4  O  therefore  Weft  is  ev'ry  one, 

Who  to  the  marriage  feaft, 

And  holy  fuf^e*  of  the  Lamb 

Is  callM  a  welcome  oner,-. 


ff  r  M  j#    XXfcl,    XXXII,       aoi 
fpgnin  XXXI.    CommoTi  metre. 


O 


Matt.  vi.  o,  &c. 


All  hallowed  be  thy  name  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will  be  done? 
Throughout  this  earthly  frame. 

2  As  cheerfully  as  'lis  by  thofe 

Who  dwell  with  thee  on  high  ; 
Lord,  let  thy  bounty  cay  by  day, 
Our  daily  food  fupply  • 

3  As  we  forgive  our  enemies, 

Thy  pardon,  Lord,  we  crave  ; 
Into  temptation  lead  us  not, 
But  us  from  evil  fave. 

4  For  kingdom,  pow'r  and  glory  all 

Belong,  O  Lord  to  thee  ; 
Thine  from  eternity  they  weTe, 
And  thine  (hall  ever  be. 

"fpgmn  XXXII.  Common  metreT 

I  Cor.  xv.   20,  21.     Colo/,  iii.   i. 
i  jO  HRIST  from  the  dead  is  rais'd  and  made 
V^     The  firft  fruits  of  the  tomb  ; 
For,  as  by  man  came  death,  by  man 
Did  refurreclion  come. 

2  For  as  in  Adam  all  mankind 

Did   guilt  and  death  derive  ; 
So,  by  the  righteoufnefs  of  Chrift, 
Shall  all  be  made  alive.. 

3  If  then  ye  rifen  are  with  Chrift, 

Seek  only  how  to  get 
The  things  that  are  above,  where  Chrift 
At  God's  right  hand  is  fet, 
B  b 


302  HYMN    XXXIIL 

jpymtt  XXXIIL  Common  -metre. 

Another  verfion  of  Luke  ii.  8,  &c. 
i  «  QHEPHERDS,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  ejes> 
O     And  fenl  your  fears  away  : 
News  from  the  region  of  the  fides, 
Salvation's  born  to  day. 

2  Jefusy  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 

Comes  down  to  dwell  with  vou  : 
To  day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "  No  gold,  nor  purple  fwaddling  bands, 

Nor  royal  mining  things  ; 
A  manger  for  his  cradle  (lands, 
And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  Go,  (hepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 

And  fee  his  humble  throne  ; 

With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 

Go,  fhepherds,  kifs  the  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  fang,  and  (trait  around 

The  heav'nly  armies  throng, 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  found, 
And  thus  conclude  their  fong  : 

6  "  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

Let  peace  furround  the  earth  j 
Mortals  (hall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord,  and  (hall  angels  have  their  fongs3 

And  men  no  tunes  to  raife  ? 
O  may  we  lofe  thefe  ufelefs  tongues 
When  they  forget  to  praife  ! 

8  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

That  pity'd  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  ling  our  Maker's  love9 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 


ff  T  M  N    XXXIV.  30 3 

fegmn  XXXIV.  Common  metre, 

Ecc.  xii.  1,  &c. 

1  /CHILDREN,  to  your  Creator,  God, 
\-S     Your  early  honours  pay, 
While  vanity  and  youthful  blood 

Would  tempt  your  thoughts  aft  ray. 

2  The  memory  of  his  mighty  name, 

Demands  your  firft  regard  ; 
Nor  dare  indulge  a  meaner  flame, 
'Till  you  have  lov'd  the  Lord. 

3  Be  wife,  and  make  his  favour  fure 

Before  the  mournful  days, 
When  youth  and  mirth  are  known  no  more} 
And  life  arid  ftrength  decays. 

4  No  more  the  blefiings  of  a  fesft 

Shall  relifh  on  the  tongue, 
The  heavy  ear  forgets  the  tafte 
And  pleafare  of  a  fong. 

5  Old  age,  with  all  her  difmal  train, 

Invades  your  golden  years 
With  fighs,  and  groans,  and  raging  pairf,- 
And  death  that  never  fpares. 

6  What  will  you  do  when  light  departs, 

And  leaves  your  withering  eyes, 
Without  one  beam  to  cheer  your  hearts, 
From  the  fuperiour  fkies  ? 

7  How  will  you  meet  God's  frowning  brow, 

Or  ftand  before  his  feat, 
While  nature's  old  fupporters  bow, 
Nor  bear  their  tott'ring  weight  ? 
£  Can  you  expect  your  feeble  arms 
Shall  make  a  ftrong  defence, 
When  death,  with  terrible  alarms, 
Summons  the  pris'ner  hence  I 
Bb2 


304  #  T  M  Ar    XXXV. 

9  The  filver  bands  of  nature  burft, 

And  let  the  building  fell  ; 
The  fielh  goes  down  to  mix.  with  dutfj 
Its  vile  original. 

10  Laden  with  guilt,  a  heavy  load, 

Uncleans'd  and  unforgiv'n, 
The  foul  returns  t'  an  angry  God, 
To  be  {hut  out  from  heav'n, 

fpjJtrm  XXXV.     Commn  metre. 

J  oh  i.  21. 

1  XTAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came,, 
IN      And  crept  to  life  at  firft, 

We  to  the  earth  return  agaiiij 
And  mingle  with  our  duft. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  Our  own, 
Are  but  Ihort  favours  boirow'd  now3 
To  be  repay 'd  anOn. 

3  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high 

Or  finks  them  in  the  grave. 
He  gives,  and  bleiTed  be  his  name, 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  paffions  then, 

Let  each  rebellious  ligh, 

Ee  filent  at  his  fov'reign  will, 

And  ev'ry  murmur  die. 

5  If  finiling  mercy  crown  our  lives3 

Its  praifes  mall  be  fpread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  juitice  too 
That  ftiikes  our  comforts  dead* 


J?  r  M  N    XXXVI,  XXXVII.      305 
^gltlU  XXXVI.   Lej^g-  metre. 

Rom.  viii.   33,  &c. 
3  TI  7HO  (hall  the  Lord's  ele&  condemn  ? 
V  V       'Tis  God  that  juftifies  their  fouls,  ; 
And  mercy  like  a  mighty  ft  ream, 
O'er  all  their  fins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  {hall  adjudge  the  faints  to  hell  ? 

'Tis  Chrift  that  fuffer'd  in  their  ftead, 
And  their  falvation  to  fulfil. 

Behold  him  rifing  from  the  dead. 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !  and  fits  above, 

Forever  interceding  there  ; 
Who  fliall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  {hall  tempt  us  to  defpair  ? 

4  Shall  perfecution,  or  diilrefs  ? 
Famine,  or  fword,  or  nakednefs  ? 

He  that  hath  lov'd  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  too. 

5  Faith  has  an  overcoming  pow'r, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  ; 
Chrift  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  pow'rs  on  high,  nor  pow'rs  below, 
Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  beans  from  Chrift  our  love, 


mmn    XXXVII.  Long  metre. 

Ffalm  xlix.  6,  9,    Ere.  viii.  8.    Job  iii.  14,  15. 

1    |N  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil, 

jl     And  heap  their  mining  duft  in  vain, 
Look  down  and  fcorri  the  humble  poor, 
Ani  boaft  their  lofty  hills  of  gain, 
B  b  3 


505  HYMN    XXXVIII. 

2  Their  golden  cordials  cannot  eafe 

Their  pained  hearts  or  aching  heads. 
Nor  fright  nor  bribe  approaching  death 
From  gUtt'ring  roofs  and  do.vny  beds- 

3  The  ling'ring,  the  unwilling  foul 

The  difmal  fummons  mult  obey. 
And  bid  a  long,  a  fad  farewell 
To  the  pajelump  of  lifelefs  clay. 

4  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave, 

Where  kings  and  Haves  have  equal  thrones. 
Their  bones  without  ditiin&ion  lie 
Amongft  the  heap  of  meaner  bones. 

$>gnm    XXXVI ll.  Long    metre, 

R&u  v.  6,  7,  S,  9. 

1  A    LL  mortal  vanities  be  gone, 

-ZjL  Nor  tempt  my  eyes  nor  tire  my  ears  ; 
Behold  amjdft  th'  eternal  throne 
A  virion  of  the  Lamb  appears. 

2  Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 

Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore^ 
Sev'n  are  his  eyes3  and  fev'n  his  horns, 
To  fpeak  his  wifdom  and  his  pow'r, 

3  Lo  !  he  receives  a  fealed  booic 

From  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne  ; 
Jefusy  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  deciees,  and  things  unknown^ 

4  AH  the  affembling  faints  around 

Fall  worshipping  before  the  Lamb, 
And  in  new  fongs  of  gofpel  found 
Addrefs  their  honours  to  his  name* 

5  The  joy,  the  fhout,  the  harmony 

Flics  o'er  the  everlafung  hillsj 


II  T  M  N    XXXIX.  307 

'•"  Worthy  art  thou  alone,"  they  cry, 
iC  To  read  the  book,  to  loofe  the  feals/3 

6  Our  voices  join  the  heav*nly  ftrain, 

And  with  transporting  pleafure  ling, 
«  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  ila$rt3 
To  be  our  teacher  and  our  King." 

7  His  words  of  prophecy  reveal 

Eternal  counfels,  deep  defigns  | 
Kis  grace  and  vengeance  fnaii  fulfil 

The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines* 
S  Thou  halt  reieem'd  oar  fouls  from  hell 

With  thine  invaluable  blood  ; 
And  wretches  that  did  once  rebel, 

Are  now-  made  fav'rites  of  their  God.. 

9  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord., 

That  dy'd  for  treafon  not  his  owb, 
By  every  tongue  to  be  ador'd. 

And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  throne. 

fpgmtl  XXXIX.  Common  metre. 

2  Tim.  iv.  6,  7,  8,  1 2. 
1    TT^EATH  may  diflblve  my  body  no.ws 
Juf     And  bear  my  fpirit  home  j 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  fo  flow. 
Nor  my  falvation  come  ? 
2,  With  heav'nly  weapons  I  have  fought 
The.  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finifh'd  my  courfe,  and  kept  the  faith, 
Ana  wait  the  fare  reward. 
3  God  has  laid  up  in  heav'n  for  me 
A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge  at  that  great  day 

wj/cill  DIi;CC  x.  Oii  lijy   ilCttU» 


3o8  H  T  M  N    XL. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  that  love,  and  long  to  fee 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jefus,  the  Lord,  ihall  guard  me  fafc 

From  ev'ry  ill  defign  ; 
And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  keep 
This  feeble  foul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlafliog  aid, 

And  hell  mall  rage  in  vain  ; 
To  him  be  higheft  glory  paid, 
And  endlefs  praife.  Amen. 

ipgmn  XL.  Common  metre. 

J  fa.  lxiii.  i,  2,  3,  &c. 

1  TI7HAT  mighty  man,  or  nr'ghty  God, 

V  V       Comes  travelling  in  date. 
Along  the  Idumean  road 
Away  from  Bozrah's  gate  ! 

2  The  glory  of  his  robes  proclaim 

'Tis  fome  victorious  king  : 
«  'Tis  I  the  juft,  th'  almighty  One 
That  your  falvation  bring." 

3  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  faints  enquire, 

Why  thine  apparel  red  ? 
And  all  thy  vefture  ftain'd  like  thofe 
WTho  in  the  wine  prefs  tread  ? 

4  "1  by  myfclf  have  trode  the  prefs, 

And  crum'd  my  foes  alone, 
My  wrath  has  ft  ruck  the  rebels  dead, 
My  fury  ftamp'd  them  down. 

5  "  'Tis  Edom's  blood  that  dyer,  my  robes 

With  joyful  fcarlet  (hurts, 


H  T  M  N    XLI.  309 

The  triumph  that  my  raiment  wears 
Sprung  from  their  bleeding  veins, 
6  Thus  mail  the  nations  be  defiroy'd 
That  dare  infult  my  faints, 

I  have  an  arm  t'  avenge  their  wrongs. 
An  ear  for  their  complaints." 

^girm  XLI.  Common  metre. 

Nahum.  i.  1,  2,  5,  &c. 
i      A    DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
jTjL     h  a  confuming fire, 
His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  mftame? 
And  raiie  his  vengeance  higher. 

2  Almighty  vengeance Tiow  it  burns  I 

How  bright  his  fury  glows  ! 
Vail  magazines  of  plagues  and  ftorms 
Lie  treafur'd  for  his  foes. 

3  Thofe  heaps  of  wrath  by  How  degrees 

Are  forc'd  into  a  flame,     . 
But  kindled*  oh  !  how  fierce  they  blaze  I 
And  rend  all  nature's  frame. 
•  4  At  his  approach  the:  mountains  fly» 
And  feek  a  wat'ry  grave  -} 
The  frighted  fea  makes  hafie  away, 
And  mrinks  up  ev'ry  wave, 

5  Through  the  wide  air  the  weighty  rock% 

Are  fvvift  as  haiiftones  hurl'd  : 

Who  dares  engage  his  fiery  rage, 

That  makes  the  folid  world  ? 

6  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  fov?reign  grace$ 

Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  chofen  race 

When  wrath  comes  rufning  down- 


3io         HYMN    XLIT,  XLII1. 

7  Thy  hand  fhall  on  rebellious  kings 
A  fiery  temper!  pour, 
While  we  beneath  thy  (helt'ring  wings 
Thy  juft  revenge  adorn. 

W)]mn  XLII.   Long  metre, 

I  fa.  xl.  28,  29,  30,  31. 

1  A   WAKE  our  fouls,  away  our  fears, 
-ZlL  Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  begone 
Awake,  and  run  the  heav'nly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  ftrait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  fpirits  tire  and  faint, 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God 

That  feeds  the  ftrength  of  ev'ry  faint, 

3  The  mighty  God  whofe  matchlefs  pow'r- 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures  while  endlefs  years 
Their  everlafting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  fpring, 

Our  foul  mall  drink  a  freftt  fuppry, 
While  fuch  as  truft  their  native  ftrength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode, 
On  wings  of  love  our  fouls  fhall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidft  the  heav'nly  road. 

!J)gmn  XLIII.     Short  metre. 

Jude  24,  25. 
1        nPO  God  the  only  wife, 

JL     Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  faints  below  the  feies 
Tbeir  humble  praifes  bring* 


H  r  M  N    XLIV,  3*i 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counfel  and  his  care, 

Preferves  us  fafe  from  fin  and  deaths 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  fnare. 

3  He  will  prefent  our  fouls 
Unblemiih'd  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great, 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  feed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  blefs  the  conduct  of  his  gracea 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 
Wifdom  and  power  belongs. 

Immortal  crowns  of  majefty, 
And  everlafting  fongs. 

Ipj)mn  XLIV.    Long  metre. 

Rev.  xii.   7. 

1  T    ET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  fing 
JL~J  The  wars  of  heav'n,  when  Michael  fcood 
Chief  general  of  th'  eternal  King, 

And  fought  the  battles  of  our  God„ 

2  Againit  the  dragon  and  his  hoft 

The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail ; 
In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boafr, 
Their  courage  links,  their  weapons  fail, 

3  Down  to  the  earth  was  Satan  thrown, 

Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell  ; 
Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown, 
And  {hook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell, 

4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darkhefs  paft, 

1     Chrift  has  affum'd  his  reigning  pow'r  3 


3iz         nr  n  n  xlv. 

Behold  the  great  accufer  cafl 

Down  From  the  ikies,  to  rife  no  more. 

5  'Twas  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 

Thine  armies  trode  the  tempter  down  5 
'Twas  by  thy  word  and  pow'rful  name 
They  gain'd  the  battle  and  renown. 

6  Rejoice  ye  heav'ns  :  let  ev'ry  Mar 

Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  fry  ; 
Saints,  while  ye  ling  the  heav'rily  war, 
Raife  your  Deliverer's  name  on  high. 

I&gttui  XLV.  Long  metre. 

Rci\  i.  r,  6,  7. 
kTOW  to  the  Lord,  that  makes  us  kno\r 
The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
And  ftrains  of  nobler  praife  above. 

2  'Twas  he  that  cleans'd  our  fouleft  fins, 

And  wafh'd  us  in  his  richeft  blood  : 
3T'is  he  that  makes  us  priefts  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jefu?  our  atoning  Pneft, 

To  Jefui  our  fuperiour  King, 
Be  everlaftrng  power  confefr, 

And  ev'ry  tongue  his  glory  fjng: 

4  Behold  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  ev'ry  eye  (hall  fee  him  move ; 
Though  with  our  fins  we  pierc'd  him  once, 
Then  he  difplay'd  his  parJ*lfing  love. 

c  The  unbelieving  world-  fnall  wail 
While  we  rejoice  to  fee  the  d.iv  ; 
^ome  Lord,  nor  Jet  thy  promlfe  hih 
Nor  let  thy  charic 


11  r  M  N    XLVI,  XLVli.        $ 
fi)gnm  XLVI.  Covamon  metre. 

Rev.   v.  2,  12,  13. 
i    ^T^OME  let  ias  join  our  cheerful  fongs 
V^     With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd/'  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  !" 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  {lain  for  us. 

3  JeJus  *s  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine  ; 
And  bleffings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever -thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  fky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  fea?, 
Confpire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  fpeak  thine  endlefs  praife, 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one,, 

To  blefs  the  facred  name, 
Of  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

!&gmn  XL VII.    Short  metre. 

1  John  iii.  1,  &c.     Gal.  w.  6. 

1  "O  KHOLD  what  wond'rous  grace 
JL3  The  Father  has  beftow'd 

On  finners  cf  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  fons  of  God  ! 

2  'Tis  no  furprifmg  thing, 
That  we  (hould  he  unknown  ; 

The  Jet&sijb  world  knew  not  their  King? 
God's  evem fling  Son  : 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  rnuit  be  made  :f 
C  e 


314  HYMN    XLVIII. 

But  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  here, 
We  (hall  be  like  our  head. 

4  A  hope  fo  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure, 

May  purge   our  fouls  from  feufe  and  fin 
As  Chrift  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love 
I  mare  a  filial  parr, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  reft  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  flaves  beneath  the  throne  : 
Our  faith  mall  abba  Fathej  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

fpgmn  XLVIII.  Long  metrt. 

Sol.  Song  viii.   5,  6,  7,  13,  14. 

1  [TI7HO  is  this  fair  one  in  diftrefs, 

V  V     That  travels  from  the  wildernefs  ? 
And  prefs'd  with  forrows  and  with  fms, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  (he  leans. 

2  This  is  the  fpoufe  of  Chrift  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  treafures  of  his  blood, 
And  her  requeft  and  her  complaint, 

Is  but  the  voice  of  every  faint.] 

3  "  O  let  my  name  engraven  ftand, 
Both  on  thy  heart  and  on  thy  hand  : 
Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

4  Stronger  than  death  thy  love  is  known, 
Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drown  ; 
And  hel!  and  earth  in  vain  combine 

To  quench  a  fire  (o  much  divine. 

5  fi  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  heart,  * 

Left  it  fhodld  once  from  thee  depart ; 


'S 


HYMN    XLIX.  3^ 

Then  let  thy  name  be  well  imprefs'd 
As  a  fair  fig  net  on  my  breaft. 

6  'Till  thou  haft  brought  me  to  thy  home, 
Where  fears  and  doubts  can  never  come,  , 
Thy  count'nance  let  me  often  fee, 

And  often  thou  (halt  hear  from  me. 

7  "  Come,  my  beloved,  hafte  away, 
Cut  mort  the  hours  of  thy  delay, 
Fly  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe 
Over  the  hills  where  fpices  grow." 

ipgmtl  XLIX.    Long  metre. 

Job  iv.  17 zr. 

HALL  the  vile  race  of  flefli  and  blood 
Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  ? 
Shall  mortal  worms  prefume  to  be 
More  holy,  wife,  or  juft  than  he  ? 

2  Behold  he  puts  his  truft  in  none 
Of  all  the  fpirits  round  his  throne  ; 
Their  natures  when  compar'd  with  his, 
Are  neither  holy,  juft,  nor  wife, 

3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Who  fpring  from  duft,  and  dwell  in  clay  ? 
Touch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath,  . 

We  faint  and  vanifh  like  the  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thoufands  in  thy  fight  ; 
Bury'd  in  duft  whole  nations  lie 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  pow'r,  to  thee  we  bow  : 
How  frail  are  we  !  how  glorious  thou  ! 
No  more  the  fons  of  earth  mail  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 


C 


c  2 


ji6  HY'MN    L,  LI. 

Jl)J)inn  L.    Long  metre. 

Ec.  ix.  4,  5,  6,  fq. 

1  "■  '    IFE  is  the  time  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
A-i  The  time  t'enfure  the  great  reward, 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vileit  firmer  may  return. 

2  [Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  giv'n, 
To  Tcape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  hcav'n  5 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blefiings  of  the  day.] 

3  The  living  know  that  they  mult  die. 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
Their  mem'ry  and  their  fenfe  is  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  2nd  unknown. 

4  [Their  hatred  and  their  love  is  loft, 
Their  envy  burv'd  in  the  dud  ; 
They  have  no  mare  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  fun.] 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  defign  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  purfue, 
Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 

Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground,' 

6  There  are  no  acls  of  pardon  paf>'d 

In  the  cold  grave,  to  which  we  hafte  ; 
But  darknefs,  death,  and  long  defpair 
Pveign  in  eternal  filence  there. 

ipgmn  LL    Common  metre. 

Rom.  iii.  19. -12. 

i    T  TAIN  are  the  hopes  the  fons  cf  men 
\         On  their  own  works  have  built  ;     ■ 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean, 
And  all  their  adions  guilt. 
Z  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  (lop  their  mouths 
Without  a  murm'iing  word, 


BT  M  N    LIX,  LIII.  3!  7 

And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  ftand 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  afk  God's  lighteous  law 

To  juHify  us  now, 
Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemn, 
U  all  the  law  can  do. 

4  Jefus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace, 

When  in  thy  name  we  truft  ! 

Our  faith  receives  a  righteoufnefs 

That  makes  the  fmner  juft.  " 

ipgmn   LII.    Long  metre. 

John  iii.  16,   17,  1 8. 

1  T\TOT  to  condemn  the  fons  of  men, 
IN      Did  Chrift  the  fon  of  God  appear  •. 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  feen, 

No  flaming  fword,  nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  iov'd  the  race  of  man  fo  well 
He  fent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 
Of  fir.s,  and  fave  our  fouls  from  hell. 

3  Sinners  believe  the  Saviour's  word, 

Truft  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  ; 
A  thoufand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thoufand  bleffings  give. 

4  But  vengeance  and  damnation  lies 

On  rebels  who  refufe  the  grace  ; 
Who  God's  eternal  fon  defpife, 

The  hotteft  hell  fhal!  be  their  place. 

JpglTin  LIII.     Common  metre. 

1  Cor.  ii.  9,  10.     Re-v.  xxi.  27. 
1    "^JOR  eye  hath  feen,  nor  ear  hath  heard* 
i,  1      Nor  fenfe  nor  reafon  known, 

CC   Q 


3iS  //  T  M  N   u\\ 

What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
For  thofe  that  love  his  Son. 
3  But  the  good  fpirit  of  the  Lord 
Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come  ; 

The  be  :ms  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  Iky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye 
Can  fee  or  tafte  the  blifs. 

4  Thofe  holy  gates  for  ever  bar, 

Pollution,  fin,  and  fhame  ; 
None  (hall  obtain  admittance  there 
But  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life  : 

There  all  their  names  are  found  -3 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  lhall  drive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 


lOVlttn  LIV.     Short  metre. 

Rom.  vi,   i,  2,  6. 

SHALL  we  go  on  to  fin, 
Becaufe  thy  grace  abounds  ? 
Or  cruelty  the  Lord  again 

And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 

Forbid  it  mighty  God, 

Nor  let  it  e'er  be  faid, 
That  we  whofe  fins  are  crucify'd 

Should  raife   hem  from  the  dead. 
We  will  be  fl.ives  no  more, 

Since  Chrift  has  made  us  free, 
Has  nai  'd  our  tyrants  to  his  croiV, 

Ai.d  bought  cur  liberty. 


HYMN    LV,  LVI.  319 

IggHlH  LV.    Long  metre. 

Phil  iii.  7,  8,  9. 

N'O  more,  my  God,  I  boaft  no  more 
Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  ; 
I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before 
To  trull  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 
I  Now  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain  I  count  my  lofs ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  lharae, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  crofs. 

3  Yes,  and  I  mull  and  will  eiteem 

All  things  but  lofs  for  Jefus1  fake  : 

0  may  mv  foul  be  found  in  him,  . 
And  of  his  righteoufnefs  partake ! 

4  The  bell  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne  ; 
But  faith  can  anfwer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

$gum  LVi.   Common  metre. 

Rom.  vii.  8,  &c. 

1  "  *    ORD,  how  fecure  my  conscience  ^asa 
A^d     And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 

1  was  alive  without  the  law. 

And  thought  my  fins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heav'n  were  firm  and  bright  ; 

But  fihce  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  1  am. 

3  [My  guilt  appeared  but  fmali  before, 

'Till  terribly  I  law, 
How  perfect,  holy,  juft,  and  pure, 
Was  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  foul  the  heavy  load, 

My  fins  reviv'd  again, 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreajful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  flain.J 


320         HYMN    LVII,  LVIIL 

5  I'm  like  a  helplefs  captive  fold, 

Under  the  pow'r  of  fin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  confcience  clean. 

6  My  God,  I  cry  with  ev'ry  breath 

For  fome  kind  pow'r  to  fave, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  fin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  flave. 

Jpg  m U  L  V 1 1 .    Short  metre. 

.    John  i.  17.   Heb.  iii.  3,  &c.  and  x.  28. 
1        r  I  'HE  law  by  Mofes  came, 

JL     But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
Weie  brought  by  Chrift,  a  nobler  name, 
Defcending  from  above. 
1       Amidft  the  houfe  of  God 

Their  difFrent  works  were  done  ; 
Mofes  a  faithful  fervant  flood, 
But  Chrift  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands, 
Be  ft  rift  obedience  paid  ; 

O'er  all  his  Father's  houfe  he  ftands 
The  fov'reign  and  the  head. 

4  The  man  that  durft  defpife 
The  law  that  Mofes  brought  ! 

Behold  !  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  prefumpt'ous  fault. 

5  But  forer  vengeance  f  lis 
On  that  rebellious  race, 

Who  hate  to  be^r  when  Jefus  calls, 

And  dare  refift  his  grace. 

¥)VV\n  LVIII.  Common  metre, 

H  '    iv.  15,  t6  ;  and  v.  7.     Matt.  xii.  20. 
1  T  X  TITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
V  V       Of  our  High  Prieft  above  ; 


HTM  N    LIX.  321 

His  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  TouchM  with  a  fympathy  within 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame, 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefs,  innocent,  and  pure. 

The  great  Redeemer  flood, 
While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  refill:  to  blood. 

4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  fleih, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  meafure  feels  afrefti 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

5  [He'll  never  quench  the  fmoking  flax 

But  raife  it  to  a  flame  ? 
The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the  meaneft  name.] 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r, 
We  fhall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace 
In  the  diftrefling  hour. 

v  — -— — — — ■ —  ■ 

fpgmn  LIX.  Long  metre. 

Titus  ii.   10 13. 

SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs 
The  holy  Gofpel  we  profefs, 
So  let  our  works  and  virtue  mine, 
To  prove  the  do&rine  all  divine. 
2  Thus  fhall  we  beft  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  j 
When  the  Salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  fubdues  the  pow'r  of  fin. 


322  HYMN    LX,  LXI. 

3  Our  flelh  and  fenfe  muft  be  deny'd  ; 
Pafiion  and  envy,  luft  and  pride  ; 
While  juftice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  Jove 
Our  iiward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  fpirits  up 
While  we  expect  that  bleffed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  (lands  leaning  on  his  word. 


Jpgmn  LX^Long  ?netre. 

i    Cor.  xiii.  I,  2,  3. 

HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and   Jews 
And  nobler  fpeech  than  angels  ufe, 
If  love  be  abfent,  I  am  found 
Like  tinkling  brafs,  an  empty  found. 
Were  I  infpir'd  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heav'n  and  hell  ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 
Should  I  diftribute  all  my  (lore 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  : 
If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  abfent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  : 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil.        

Jpgmn  LXI.     Long  metre. 

2  Tim.   i.  9,  IO. 

^TOW  to  the  pow'r  of  God  fupreme 
S|      Be  e^erlafting  honours  giv'n, 
He  faves  from  hell,  we  blefshis  name, 

Ke  calls  our  wand'ring  feet  to  heav'n. 
Not  for  our  duties  or  deferts, 
But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 


HYMN    LXIX.  323 

He  works  falvation  in  our  hearts, 

And  forms  a  people  for  his  praife» 
'Twas  his  own  purpofe  that  begun 

To  refcue  rebels  doom'd  to  die  ; 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Chrift  his  Son, 

Before  he  fpread  the  ftarry  Iky. 
Jefus  the  Lord  appears  at  laft, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counfels  known  ; 
Declares  the  great  tranfac"Hons  pafs'd, 

And  brings  immortal  bleffings  down. 

He  dies  !  and  in  that  dreadful  night 
Did  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  deftroy  ; 

Rifing  he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 
And  took  poffeffion  of  the  joy. 

fpgmn  LXII.     Short  metre. 

Ifa.  liii.  1—5,  10 — 12. 

WHO  has  believ'd  thy  word, 
Or  thy  falvation  known  ? 
Reveal  thine  arm,  almighty  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  Son. 
The  Jenvs  efteem'd  him  here 
Too  mean  for  their  belief ; 
Sorrows  his  chief  acquaintance  were, 
And  his  companion,  grief. 

They  turn'd  their  eyes  away, 

And  treated  him  with  fcorn  % 
But  'twas  their  grief  upon  him  lay 

Their  forrows  he  has  borne, 

'Twas  for  the  ftubborn  jews, 

And  Gentiles,  then  unknown, 
The  God  of  juftice  pleas'd  to  bruile 

His  bell  beloved  Son. 


324  HYMN    LXIfl. 

5  "But  Fll  prolong  his  days, 
And  make  his  kingdom  Hand, 

My  pleafure,  faith  the  God  of  grace3 
Shall  profper  in  his  hand. 

6  [His  joyful  foul  (hall  fee 
The  purchafe  of  his  pain, 

And  by  his  knowledge  juflify 
The  guilty  fons"  of  men.] 

7  "  Thoufands  of  captive  Saves 
Releas'd  from  death  and  fin, 

Shall  quit  their  prifons  and  their  graves? 

And  own  his  pow'r  divine. 
§       Heav'n  mall  advance  my  Son 

To  joys  that  earth  deny'd  ; 
Who  faw  the  follies  men  had  done 

And  bore  their  fins  and  d'y'd." 

ij)£ttlil  LXIII.  Common  metre. 

HOW  fhort  and  hafty  is  our  life  I 
How  vaft  cur  fouls'  affairs  ! 
Yet  fenfelefs  mortals  vainly  ftrive 
To  lavifh  out  their  years. 
!  Our  days  run  thoughtlefs  along, 
Without  a  moment's  Hay  ; 
Juft  like  a  flory  or  a  fong, 
WTe  pafs  our  lives  away. 
;  God  From  on  high  invites  us  home, 
But  we  march  heedlefs  on, 
And  ever  haft'ning  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downwards  as  we  run. 
,  How  we  defcrve  the  deepeft  hell, 

That  flight  the  joys  above! 
What  chains  of  vengeance  fhould  we  teef, 
That  break  foch  cords  of  love  ! 


H  T  M-  N  LXIV,  LXV.  $%$ 

I  Draw  u&,  O  God,  with  fov'reign  grace, 
And  lift  our  thou^its  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  rate* 
And  fee  falvation  nigh. 

ilpgltm  LXIV.  Long  metre. 

I  TVTOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  fong  ! 
X  N    Awake  my  foul,  awake  my  tongue  ! 
Hofanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 
And  all  his  boundlefs  love  proclaim, 

%  See  where  it  {nines  in  Jefus'  face 
The  brighteft  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God  in  the  perfon  of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  mightieft  works  outdone. 

3  The  fpacious  earth,  and  fpreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wife,  the  powerful  God, 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  ftar  : 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  (lands, 
The  nobleft  labour  of  thine  hands  $ 
The  pleafir.g  luftre  of  his  eyes 
Outihines  the  wonders  of  the  Ikies. 

5  Grace  !  'tis  a  fweet  a  charming  theme ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jefus'  name  ! 
Ye  angels  dwell  upon  the  found  ; 

Ye  heav'ns  refled  it  to  the  ground  ; 

6  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face  ! 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  fmg  his  name  to  harps  of  geld  1 

ippmn  LXV.  Long  metre.. 

Phil.  ii.  6,  &c. 

BRIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  Godj 
Our  fnirits  bow  before  thy  feat : 


3z6  HYMN    LXVI. 

To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worfhip  at  thine  awful  feet. 

2  [Thy  pow'r  hath  forrn'd,  thy  wifdom  fways 

All  nature  with  a  fov'ieign  word  : 
And  the  bright  world  of  ftars  obeys 
The  will  of  their  fuperiour  Lord.] 

3  [Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 

And  fmiling  fit  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Eternal  juftice  guards  thy  throne, 

And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command.] 

4  A  thoufand  feraphs  ftrong  and  bright 

Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 
Bat  who,  amongft  the  fons  of  light, 
Pretends  co:nparifon  with  thee  ? 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 

J  ejus  array 'd  in  flefh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
A  full  equality  with  God. 

6  Their  glory  mines  with  equal  beams  ; 

Their  cfTence  is  for  ever  one  ; 
Though  they  are  known  by  diff'rent  names* 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

7  Then  let  the  name  of  Chrift  our  King 

With  equal  honours  be  ador'd  ; 
His  praife  let  ev'ry  angel  fing, 

And  all  the  nations  own  the  Lord. 

Ipinnn  LXVI.     Common  metre. 

I    T  TARK  !  from  the  tombs',  a  doleful  found, 

Jl\     My  ears  attend  the  cry, 

«  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 

Where  you  mull  fhortly  lie. 

%  Princes,  this  clay  muft  be  your  bed: 

In  fpite  of  all  your  tQwjrVj 


HYMN   LXVII.    ;.  327 

The  tall,  the  wife,  the  rev'rend  head, 

Muft  lie  as  low  as  ours/' 
Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  ftill  fecure  ? 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  tomb? 

And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 
Grant  us  the  pow'rs  of  quick'ning  grace? 

To  fit  our  fouls  to  fly  1 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flefh, 

We'll  rife  above  the  Iky. 

Ipgmn.  LXVII.   Common  metre. 

Zech.  xii.   7. 

THUS  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  ikies, 
"  Awake  my  dreadful  fword  • 
Awake  my  wrath,  and  fmite  the  Man, 

My  Fellow,"  faith  the  Lord. 
Vengeance  receiv'd  the  dread  command,  • 

And  armed,  down  (he  flies  ; 
Jefus  fubmits  t5  his  Father's  hand, 

And  bows  his  head,  and  dies. 
But>  oh  !  the  wifdom  and  the  grace 

That  join'd  with  vengeance  now ! 
He  dies  to  fave  our  guilty  race? 

And  yet  he  rifes  too. 
A  perfoa  fo  divine  was  he, 

Who  yielded  to  be  flain, 
That  he  could  give  his  foul  away. 

And  take  his  life  again. 
Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high» 

Let  ev'ry  nation  ling, 
And  angels  found  with  endlefs  joy> 

The  Saviour  and  the  King. 
Dd2 


323  HYMN    LXYIII,  LXIX. 

fpgmn  LXVIII.  Common  metre. 

i   TNFINITE  grief  !  amazing  woe  ! 
JL  Ifehold  ray  bleeding  Lord  ! 
Hell  and  the  Jews  confpir'd  his  death, 
And  uf'd  the  Roman  fvvord. 

2  Oh,  the  (harp  pangs  of  fmarting  pain 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 
His  facred  body  tore. 

3  But  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 

In  vain  do  1  accufe  : 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands, 
And  the  more  fpiteful  Jews. 

4  'Twere  you,  my  fins,  my  cruel  fins, 

His  chief  tormentors  were  ; 
Eeach  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  unbelief  the  fpear. 

5  'Twere  you  that  pull'd  the  vengeance  dowi 

Upon  his  guiltlefs  head  : 
Break,  break,  my  heart,  oh,  burft,  my  eye 
And  let  my  for  rows  bleed. 

6  Strike   mighty  grace,  my  flinty  foul, 

'Till  melting  waters  flow, 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 
In  undiffembled  woe.    _ 

~ft)J)mn  LXIX.  Common  metre 

Hrb.  xii.  1 8,  Sec. 
t  TVTOT  to  the  terrours  of  the  Lord, 
IN    The  tempeft,  fire,  and  fmoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  fpoke  ; 
2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion\  hill> 
The  city  of  our  God, 


H'T  M  N   LXX.  329 

Where  milder  words  declare  his  will. 
And  fpread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  innumerable  hoft 

Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light  ! 
Behold  the  fpirits  of  the  j aft, 
Whofe  faith  is  turn'd  to  fight. 

4  Behold  the  blefs'd  affembly  there, 

Whofe  names  are  writ  in  heav'n  ! 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  vileft  fins  forgiv'n. 

5  The  faints  on  earth>  and  all  the  dead* 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Chrift,  their  living  head^ 
And  of  his  grace  partake- 

6  In  fuch  fociety  as  this 

My  weary  foul  would  reft  : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  J  ejus  U9 
Muft  be  for  ever  blefs'd. 


K>|)mn  LXX.  Long  metre. 

Ifa.  1.  JO,  ir.  and  xxvii.  20. 

1  a'X  X  7HERE  are  the  mourners.fatth  the  Lord* 

V  V       That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word, 
That  walk  in  darknefs  all  the  duy  ? 
Come,  make  my  name  your  truft  and  flay* 

2  [No  works  nor  duties  of  your  own 
Can  for  the  fmalleft  fins  atone  ; 
The  roBes  that  nature  may  provide, 

;  Will  not  your  leaft  pollutions  hide. 

3  The  fofteft  couch  that  nature  knows, 
Can  give  the  confcience  no  repofe  : 
Look  to  my  righteoufnefs,  and  live  ; 
Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  gh'Q.J 

Dd3 


33<3  HYMN   LXXL 

4  Yefons  of  pride  that  kindle  ccals 

With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  fou!sa 
Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 
Enjoy  the  fparks  that  ye  defire. 

5  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands, 
Hell  waits  you  with  her  iron  bands  ; 
Ye  mail  lie  down  in  forrow  there, 
In  death  and  darknefs,  and  defpair. 

Jpgmn  LXXL     Long  metre. 

Job.  xi.  7.  &c.  and  xxv.  c.  xxvi.  u, 
x  [iOAN  creatures  to  perfection,  find 
v_^  Th'  eternal,  uncreated  mind  ? 
Or  can  the  largeft  ftretch  of  thought 
Meafure  and  fearch  his  nature  out  ? 

2  'Tis  high  as  heav'n,  'tis  deep  as  hell  ; 
And  what  can  mortals  know,  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Iky, 
And  all  the  mining  worlds  on  high. 

3  But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  \\\&0 
Born  like  a  wild  young  colt,  he  flies 
Through  all  the  follies  ol  his  mind, 
And  fmeils  and  fnuff>  the  empty  wind.] 

4  God  is  a  King  of  pow'r  unknown, 
Firm  are  the  orders  cf  his  throne  ; 
If !  e  refolve,  who  dare  oppofe, 

Or  afk  him  why,  or  what  he  does  ? 

5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole 
He  calms  the  tempeft  of  the  foul  ; 

When  he  fhuts  up  inl  <ng  'efpair, 
Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

6  He  frowns,  and  darknefs  veils  the  moon, 
The  fainting  fun  grows  dim  at  noon, 


HYMN    LXXIL  331 

The  pillars  of  heav'n's  frany  roof 
Tremble  and  ftart  at  his  reproof. 

j  He  gave  the  vaulted  heav'n  its  form, 
The  crooked  ferpent  and  the  worm, 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breathy 
And  fmiies  the  fons  of  pride  to  death. 

8  Thefe  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  ; 
But  who  {hall  dare  defcribe  his  face  ; 
Who  can  endure  his  light  ?  or  Hand, 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 


fppmn  LXXII.    Long  metre. 

1  r  I  "'WAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

X     When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arofe 
Againft  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 

And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes  : 

2  Before  the  mournful  fcene  began, 

He  rook  the  bread  and  blefc'd,  and  brake; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ren  t 

What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  ipake  I 

3  «  This  is  ray  body  broke  for  fin, 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ;" 
Then  took  the  cup  and  blefs'd  the  wine  • 
(i  5Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood," 

4  Do  this,  he  cry'd  till  time  mail  end, 
In  memory  of  your  dying  friend 
Meet  at  my  table  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

5  [3%/Sw>  the  feaft  we  celebrate, 

We  mew  thy  death,  we  fing  thy  name? 
sTill  thou  return,  and  we  fhall  eat 
The  marriage  fupper  of  the  Lamb.] 


332       HYMN    LXXIII,  LXXIV. 
JpJ)1Un  LXXIII    Long  metre. 

Gal.  vi.  r4« 
i   "T  T  THEN  I  furvey  rhe  wond'rous  crofs 
V  V       On  which  the  P  ince  of  Glory  dy'd, 
My  richeft  gain  I  count  but  lofs, 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  For'oid  it,  Lord,  that  I  fhould  bo  aft, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Chriil,  my  God  : 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  moft, 
I  facrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  X 
Did  e'erfuch  love  and  forrow  meet  ? 
•    Or  thorns  compofe  fo  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  [His  dying  crimfon,  like  a  robe, 

Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 
Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me.] 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  prefent  far  too  fmall : 
Love,  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 

Demands  my  foul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Jpgmn  LXXIV.    Long  metre. 

Luke  xiv.  1 6,  &c. 

1  [TTOW  rich  are  thy  provifions,  Lord  ! 

JlJL     Thy  table  furninYd  from  above, 
The  fruits  of  life  o'erfpread  the  board, 
The  cup  o'erflows  with  heav'nly  love, 

2  Thine  ancient  family  the  Jews, 

Were  tirft  invited  to  the  feaft  : 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refufe, 
And  Gentiles  thy  falvation  talk. 


H  T  M  N    LXXV.  335 

5  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame 

And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  nigh  ! 
But  at  the  Gofpel  call,  we  came, 
And  ev'ry  want  receiv'd  fupply. 

4  From  the  high  way  that  leads  to  hell, 

From  paths  of  darknels  and  defpair. 
Lord  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwell 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  prefence  here.]  - 

5  [What  {hall  we  pay  th'  eternal  Son, 

That  left  the  heav'n  of  his  abode, 
And  to  this  wretched  earth  came  down, 
To  bring  us  wand'rers  back  to  God  I 

6  It  cell  him  death  to  fave  our  lives  ; 

To  buy  our  fouls  it  coft  his  own  ; 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives, 
Were  bought  with  agonies  unknown. 

7  Our  everlafting  love  is  due 

To  him  that  ranfom'd  ftnners  loft  ; 
And  pity'd  rebels,  when  he  knew 

The  vaft  expenfe  his  love  would  coft.] 

fpgmn  LXXV.  Common  met ,77 

i   f^  LORY  to  God,  the  Father's  name, 
v_T  Who,  from  our  fmful  race, 
Chofe  out  his  fav 'rites  to  procliim 
The  honours  of  his  grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid, 

Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay, 
And,  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead. 
Gave  his  own  life  away. 

3  Glory  to  God  the  fpirit  give, 

From  whofe  almighty  pow'r 
Our  fouls  their  heav'nly  birth  derive, 
And  blefs  the  happy  hour, 


334  HYMN    LXXVL 

4  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
Th'  eternal  Three  in  One, 
Who  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 


Jpgmn  LXXVI.  Particular  metre. 

i   r"p*0  him  that  chofe  us  firft, 
JL       Before  the  world  began  5 
To  him  that  bore  the  curfe, 
To  fave  rebellious  man  ; 
To  him  that  form'd 
Our  hearts  anew, 
Is  endlefs  praife 
And  glory  due. 

2  The  Father's  love  fhall  run 

Through  our  immortal  fongs  ; 
We  bring  to  God  the  Son 
Hofannas  on  our  tongues  : 
Our  lips  addrefs 

The  fpirit's  name 
With  equal  praife, 
And  zeal  the  fame. 

3  Let  ev'ry  faint  above, 

And  angels  round  the  throne, 
For  ever  blcfs  and  love 
The  facred  Three  in  one  : 
Thus  heav'n  fhall  raife 

His  honours  high, 

When  earth  and  time 

Grow  old  and  die. 


HYMN    LXXVII,  LXXVIIL      33$ 

Jpgmn  LXXVII.    Common  metre. 

Hcf.  iii.£.    Luke  xxiv.  44..  Pfahn  xxxv.   12,  14. 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love 
J3     That  holy  Da-oid  {hows  ! 

Hark  !  how  his  founding  bowels  move 
To  his  afflicted  foes. 

2  When  they  are  lick,  his  foul  complains 

And  feems  to  feel  the  fm2rt  ; 
The  fpirit  of  the  gofpel  reigns. 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condoles 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
And  failing  mortify M  his  foul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd,  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed  J 

Yet  ftill  he  pleads  and  mourns ; 
And  double  bleffings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  O  glorious  type  of  heav'nly  grace  ! 

Thus  Chrift  the  Lord  appears  : 
While  finaers  curfe,  che  Saviour  prays. 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

6  He  then  true  Davidy  Ifrel's  king, 

Bieft  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in  fin, 
Paid  his  own  deareft  blood. 

fpgmn  LXXVIIL    Long  metre. 

Luke  i.  32.  and  x.  21.  Pfalm  xx::.  1 9. 

1    YA  AVID  rejoic'd  in.  God  his  ftrength, 
JL/     Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace., 
But  Chrift  the  Son  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praife. 


r,6  H  T  M  N    LXXIX. 

2  How  great  is  the  Meffiatis  joy 

In  the  falvation  of  thy  hand  j 
Lord,  thou  hall  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 
And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Thy  g^odnefs  grants  whate'er  he  will 

Nor  doth  the  leaft  requeft  withhold  : 
Bleflings  of  love  prevent  him  ftill, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Honour  and  majefty  divine 

Around  his  facred  temple  fhine  : 
Bleit  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
And  length  of  everlafting  days. 

5  Thine  hand  mall  find  out  all  his  foes ; 

And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 

With  raging  heat  and  living  coals, 

So  mall  thy  wrath  devour  their  fouls. 

©gmn  LXXTX.     Long  metre. 

If  a.  xlii.  i.  lieb.  i.  5,  &c.  Pfalm  lxxxix.  1,  &c. 

1  T^OREVER  mall  my  fong  record 

JL       The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  forever  ftand 
Like  heav'n,  eftablim'd  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fvvare,  and  faid, 

"  With  thee  my  cov'nant  firft  is  made  ; 
In  thee  (hall  dying  finners  live  ; 
Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  giva. 

3  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  and  my  Prieft  j 
Thy  children  fliall  be  ever  bleft  ; 
Thou  art  my  chofen  King  ;  thy  throne 
Shall  ftand  eternal  like  my  ovn. 

4  There's  none  of  all  my  fons  above 
So  much  my  image,  or  my  love  ; 


HYMN    LXXX,  337 

Celeftial  pow'rs  thy  fubjefts  are  ; 
Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare  I 
"  David,  my  fervant,  v/hom  I  chofe 
To  guard  my  flock,  to  crum  my  foes, 
And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewim  throne, 
Was  but  the  ihadow  of  my  Son.3* 
Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  fing 
Jsfus  her  Saviour  and  her  King  ; 
Angels  his  heav'nly  wonders  mow, 
And  faints  declare  his  works  below. 


5)gmn  LXXX.    Long  metre. 

Mat.  xxi.  15-,  16.   Vfalm  viii.  1,  2. 

ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  ikies, 
Through  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is 
And  thine  eternal  glories  rife  [fpread 

O'er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  made9 
To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young, 

A  monument  of  honour  raife  : 
And  babes  with  uninftruaed  tongue 

Declare  the  wonder  of  thy  praife. 
Thy  pow'r  aflifts  their  tender  age 

To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground, 
To  ftill  the  bold  blafpheoier's  rage, 

And  all  their  policies  confound. 
Children  amidft  thy  temple  throng 

To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  face  5 
The  Son  of  David  is  their  fong, 

And  young  Hofannas  fill  the  place. 
The  frowning  fcribes.  and  angry  priells 

In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  ; 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  breads, 

While  JtwHfi  babes  proclaim  their  King. 


338  HYMN    LXXXI. 

pgtnn  LXXXI.   Long  metre. 

Heb.  ii.  5,  &c.  Pfalm  viii.  3,  &c. 

1  \ '    3RD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  firft? 
X-i        Adam  the  offspring  of  the  duft, 
That  thou  fhould'ft  fer  him  and  his  race 
But  juft  belo.v  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  fhould'ft  raife  his  nature  fo 
And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below  ! 
Make  ev'ry  beaft  and  bird  fubmit, 
And  lay  the  fifties  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But,  O  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecond  Hddnts  Hate  I 
What  honours  mail  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  ccndefcended  to  be  born  ! 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ; 
See  him  in  duft  amongft  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  fin  : 
But  he  fhall  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come  redeem'd  from  all 
The  mis'ries  that  attend  the  fall  ; 
New  made,  and  glorious,  fhall  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 


Jpgmn  LXXXII.  Short  metre. 

Acts  iv.  24,  &  xiii.  33.  Heb.  i.  5.  Pfalm  ii.  i,&c. 

1  A  /TAKER  and  fov'reign  Lord 
1VJL  Of  heav'n,  and  earth  and  feas, 

Thy  providence  confirras  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things  fo  long  foretold 
By  David  are  fulhTd, 

'A  hen  yews  and  Gentiles  joia'd  to  flay 
'Yd us  thiae  hoi/  child ,  ' 


H  T  M  N   LXXXII.  339 

3       Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage. 
And  jews  with  one  accord, 
Bend  all  their  cbunlels  to  deftroy 
Th'  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 
f       Rulers  and  kings  agree 
To  form  a.  vain  delign, 
Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  unite* 
Againft  his  Chrift  they  join. 

|       The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 
And  will  fupport  his  tferone  • 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead? 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  SonD 
5       Now  he's  afcended  high, 
And  afks  to  rule  the  earth  ; 
The  merits  of  his  blood  he  pleadsj, 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth. 

7  He  alks,  and  God  bellows 
A  large  inheritance  ; 

Far  as  the  world's  remoteft  ends 
His  kingdom  fhali  advance. 

8  The  nations  that  rebel 
Muft  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 

He'll  vindicate  thofe  honours  well 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 

9  Be  wife,  ye  rulers  now, 
And  worihip  at  his  throne  • 

Witfe  trembling  joy,  ye  people  bow 
'To  God's  exalted  Son. 
to     If  once  his  wrath  arife, 
Ye  perifn  on  the  place  : 
Then  bleffed  is  the  foul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  gracea 
E  e  2 


540      HY  M  N    LXXXIII,  LXXXIV. 
Jppm  LXXXIII.   Long  metre. 

Heh.   i.    IO.  Pfalm  cii.  23,  &C 

1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

X     Weakens  our  ftrength  amidft  the  race, 
Difeafe  and  death  at  his  command 
Arrerl  us,  and  cut  Ihort  our  days  ; 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  1 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day  ; 

And  rnuft  thy  children  die  fo  foon  ! 

3  Yet  in  the  midft  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  forrow  mail  affuage  j 
'*  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  : 
Chrift  is  the  fame  thiough  ev'ry  age.  ** 

4  'Tvvas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 

Heav'n  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 
This  earth  grows  old,  the  heav'ns  fhall  fade  5 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  ftarry  curtains  of  the  Iky 

Like  garments  fhall  be  laid  afide  ; 
But  ftill  thy  throne  ftands  firm  and  high  5 
Thy  church  forever  mud  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  fhall  live. 

And  on  thy  throee  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  world  mall  they  furvive, 
And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  again. 

jpgmn  LXXXIV.    Long  metre. 

Heb,  i.  6.  pfalm  xcvii.  6 — -9. 
J   HPHE  Lord  is  come ;  The  heav'ns  proclaim 
A       His  birth;  the  nations  learn  his  name, 
An  unknown  ftar  directs  the  road 
Of  eaftem  fagcs  to  their  God, 


U  T  fc/.N    LXXXV.  *+« 

%  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  ikies,_ 
Go,  worihip  where  the  Saviour  lies  : 
A-gels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  gods  on  high  and  gods  below. 

-5  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  wormippers  confound  ; 
But  Judah  ftiout,  but  Sion  fing, 
And  earth  confefs  her  fov'reign  King. 

^P^TlXXXV.  Common  inetre\ 

Rom.  xv.  3-  Jphnwl..  2$,  and  ii.  J 7.  ^  Cor.VL 
6.  P/alm  lxix.  1 -H« 


•"S 


AVE  me,  O  God,  the  (Welling  floods 
+J     Break  in  upon  my  foul  : 
I  fink,  and  forrows  o'er  my  head 
Like  mighty  waters  roll. 
2  I  cry  till  all  my  voice  be  gone, 
In  tears  I  wafte  the  day  ; 
My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
And  (horten  thy  delay. 
4  «  thev  hate  my  foul  without  a  caufe, 
And  ftill  their  number  grows 
More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 
And  mighty  are  my  foes. 
±  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 
That  man  could  never  pay  ; 
And  gave  thofe  honours  to  thy  law, 
Which  fmners  took  away." 
r  Thus  in  the  great  Meffiah's  name, 
The  royal  prophet  mourns  ; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 
E*3 


342  HYMN    LXXXVI. 

6  «  Nor/  Hiafl  the  faints  rejoice  and  find 

Solvation  in  thy  name  : 
For  I*  have  borne  their  heavy  load 
Of  fcrrow,  pain,  and  fhame. 

7  "  Grief  like  a  garment  cIorhM  me  round, 

And  fackcloth  was  my  dref», 
While  I  procured  for  naked  fouls, 
A  robe  of  righteoufnefs. 

8  Among!*  my  brethren  and  die  Jevjt 

I  like  a  ftranger  flood, 
And  bcre  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 
The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 
9  "  I  came  in  fmful  mortal  ftead 
To  do  my  Father's  will  : 
Yet  when  I  cieans'd  my  Father's  honfe, 
They  fcandalis'd  my  zeal, 
to  My  fading  and  my  hoW  groans 
Were  made  the  drunkard's  fong  - 
But  God  fro;n  his  celeftial  throne   " 
Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

11  "He  fiv'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deeri, 

Nor  let  my  foul  be  drown'd  ; 
He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  finkina  fat 
On  well  cftablim'd  ground.  ° 

12  'Twas  in  a  moll  accepted  hoar 

My  pray'r  arofe  on  high, 
And  for  my  fake  my  God  (hall  hear 
•The  dying  finner's  cry." 

Mark  xv.  23,  24.  Pfalm  hix,  14.  &c. 
T°W  ^t  our  lips  with  holy  fear, 
And  mournful  plcafure'fing 


'N 


HYMN    LXXXVI.  343 

The  fcff'nngs  of  our  great  High  Prieft, 
The  forrows  of  our  King. 

2  He  finks  in  floods  of  deep  diftrefs  ; 

How  high  the  waters  rife  ! 
While  to  his  heav'nly  Father's  ear 
He  fends  perpetual  cries. 

3  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son, 

Nor  hide  thy  fhining  face  ; 
Why  lliould  thy  favourite  look  like  one 
Forfaken  of  thy  grace  ? 

4  With  rage  they  perfecute  the  man 

That  groans  beneath  thy  wound, 
While  for  a  facriike  I  pour 
My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  "  They  tread  my  honour  to  the  duft5 

And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
Their  fharp  infultirsg  flanders  add 
Frefh  anguifh  to  my  pain. 
€  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 
The  fcandal  and  the  fhame  ; 
Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  hearta 
And  lies  defile  my  name. 

1  .**  I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 
My  kindred  are  my  grief ; 
I  aik  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
But  meet  with  no  relief. 
9  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirft, 
They  give  me  gall  for  food  ; 
And  fporting  with  my  dying  groans. 
They  triumph  in  my  blood. 

0  "  Shine  into  my  diftreffed  foul, 
Let  thy  companions  favej 


344        H.r.MX  Lxxxvn. 

And  though  my  flefti  fmk  down  to  deatlt, 
Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 
io  I  mall  arife  to  praifethy  name, 
Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown  ; 
And  thy  falvation,  O  ray  God, 
Shall  feat  me  on  thy  throne." 

IDgmn  LXXXV1I.  Common  mitre. 

Rom.  xi.fi,  26.  Heh.  xii.  2.  and  xiii.  1 3.  Pfahn 
lxix.  26,  Sec. 

1  T^ATHER,  I  fing  thy  wond'rous  grace, 
X.       I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name  ; 

He  brought  falvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  finner's  fhame. 

2  His  deep  diftrefs  has  rais'd  us  high, 

His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulfil'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
And  finiuYd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groan?,  his  living  fongs 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemn  found, 
Than  goats  or  bullocks  blood. 

4  This  (hall  his  humble  followers  fee, 

And  fet  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  for  ever  bleft. 

5  Let   heav'n,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high. 

To  God  their  voices  raife, 
While  lands  and  feas  aflift  the  fky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praife. 

6  Sion  is  thine,  mod  holy  God, 

Thy  Son  (hall  blefs  her  gates  ; 
And  glory  purchas'd  by  his  blood 
For  thy  own  Iff  el  waits; 


HYMN    LXXXVIU.  34$ 

?f)gmn  LXXX VIII.  Common  metre. 

Heb.  x.  4.,  &c.  Pfalm  xl.  6 9. 

£r  I  SHUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  Your  work  is  vain, 
JL       Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er, 
In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  flain 
My  foul  delights  no  more." 

2  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,  fi  Lo,  Fm  here, 

My  God,  to  do  thy  will  ! 
Whate'er  thy  facred  books  declare 
Thy  fervant  (hall  fulfill. 

3  **  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  fight, 

I  keep  it  in  my  heart  : 
Mine  eyes  are  open'd  with  delight 
To  what  thy  lips  impart." 

4  And  fee,  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes, 

Th*  eternal  Son  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  affumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  fhew'd  * 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteoufnefs 

Where  great  afiemblies  flood. 
€  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 

He  pity'd  tinners'  cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part. 

Was  made  a  facrifice. 
7  No  blood  of  beafts  on  altars  med 

Could  wafh  the  confcience  clean  1 
But  the  rich  facrifice  he  paid 

Atones  for  all  our  iin. 
S  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread, 

And  Satan  s  kingdom  fhook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed 

The  ferpent's  head  was  broke,, 


H6   hymn   lxxxix,  xc. 
JpgmtT  LXXXIX.  Common  metre. 

Ads  ii.  25,  &c.  xiii.  35,  36.  Pfalm  xvi.  8,  &c, 

1  "T  SET  the. Lord  before  my  face, 

X     He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 
My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  exprefs, 
My  flem  mall  reft  in  hope. 

2  My  fpirit,  Lord  thou  wilt  not  leave, 

Where  fouls  departed  are, 
Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave 
To  fee  corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life 

And  raife  me  to  thy  throne  : 

Thy  courts  immortal  pleafure  give, 

Thy  prefence  joys  unknown." 

4  Thus  is  the  name  of  Chrift,  the  Lord,' 

The  holy  David  fung, 
And  providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jefusy  whom  ev'ry  faint  adores, 

Was  crucify'd  and  (lain  ; 
Behold,  the  tomb  its  prey  reftores, 

Behold,  he  lives  again. 
5  When  fnall  my  feet  arife  and  ftand 

On  heav'n's  eternal  hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 

And  there  the  Father  fmiles. 

Jpgmn  XC.  Common  metre. 

Luke  xxiv.   51,   $2.  A8s  i.  9.  Pfalm  xlvii. 
2    /^V  FOR  a  foout  of  facred  joy 
V_y      To  God  the  fov'reign  King ! 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ,' 
And  hymns  of  triumph  fmg. 


HYMN  xct  m 

%  Jefus,  our  Goci,  afcends  on  high  5 
His  heav'nly  guards  around 
Attend  him  riling  "through  the  fky, 
With  trumpet's  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  fliout  and  praife  their  King^ 

Let  mortals  learn  their  {trains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  ling  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  fing  : 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  ibundg 
Upon  a  thoughtkfs  tongue. 

5  In  Ifrel  flood  his  ancient  throne. 

He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  : 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 

And  heathens  tafte  his  grace. 
£  The  Chrifiian  kingdoms  are  the  Lord's? 

There  Abrah'm's  God  is  known  : 
While  pow'rs  and  princes,  fhields  and  fword% 

Submit  before  his  throne,, 

ijpgmn  XCI.    Long  metre. 

Eph.  iv.    8.    HeL  xii.  18,  &c.    Ads  ii.  33, 
Pfalm  lyLviiL  17,    iS. 

1    1  *    ORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high 
JL-J     Ten  thoufand  angels  fill'd  the  Iky  1 
Thofe  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  ftate. 

%  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 

More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  % 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  itruck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe* 


34-S  H  T  M  N    XCII. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tel£» 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell, 
That  thoufand  fouls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  fent  his  promis'd  fpirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

Jpgmn  XCII.  Short  metre. 

Luke  iv.  22.  Heb.  i.  8, 9,  and  iv.  1 2.  1  Pet.  ii.  9. 

John  iii.  34.  Pfalm  xlv. 
j    A  /TY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
J.VJL      Thy  beauties  are  divine  ; 
Thy  lips  with  bleflings  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 

Gird  on  thy  dreadful  fword, 
And  ride  in  majefty  to  fpread 
The  conquefts  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  ftubborn  foes, 

Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey, 
While  juftice,  meeknefs,  grace,  and  truth. 

Attend  thy  glorious  way. 
4.  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right  : 

Thy  throne  {hall  ever  Hand  ; 
And  thy  victorious  gofpel  prov«5 

A  fceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  Thy  Father  and  thy  God, 

Hath  without  meafure  fhed 
His  fpirit,  like  a  joyful  oil 
T'  anoint  thy  facred  head. 

6  Behold,  at  thy  right  hand 

The  Gentile  church  is  Teen, 


H  Y  M  N    XCI1I.  343 

Like  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire  ; 
And  princes  guard  the  queen* 

7       Fair  bride,  receive  his  love  ; 
.    Forget  thy  father's  houie  ; 
Fcrfake  thy  gods  thy  idol  gods,' 
And  pay  the  Lord  thv  vows, 
S       O  let  try  God  and  King 

Thy  fweeteft  thoughts  employ  % 
Thy  children  {hall  his  honours  ling 
In  palaces  of  joy, 

$gmn  XCIII.    Short  metre. 

Matt.  xxii.  9,  42.      1  Pet,  ii.  4,  &c.   John  xi"L 
13.  Yjalm  cxviii,  22,  Sec. 
EE  what  a  living  Hone 
Tie  builders  did  refufe  - 
Yer  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon? 
In  fplte  of  envious  Je<vds. 
The  fcribe  and  angry  prierc 
Reie&  thine  Only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  mail  Sum  reftj 
As  the  chief  corner  ftone. 
Tie  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes  : 
This  dav  declares  it  all  divine  ; 
This  day  did  Jefus  rife. 
This  is  the  glorious  day 
That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  and  ilng  and  pray? 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad, 

Fofnna  to  the  King 
Of  Dazi.l's  roval  blood  ; 

it 


S 


350  H  T  M'N     XCIV. 

Blefs  him,  ye  faints ;  he  comes  to  bring 
Saltation  from  your  God. 
6  We  blefs  thine  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  difplays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,-  Lord, 
Our  facrifice  of  praife. 

J])f)mn  XCIV.    Common  metre. 

If  a.  xlv.2  i,&c.  Rom.  iii.2 1, 7.  Pfal.  Ixxi.  1 5,&c. 

1  IV  TY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Frie.nd, 
1VJL     When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end* 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlafting  truft, 

Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  : 
And  fmce  I  knew  thy  graces  firft, 
I  fpake  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  fhall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celeftial  road, 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrength 
To  fee  ray  Father,  God. 

4  When  I  am  filPd  with  fore  diflrefs, 

For  fome  furprifing  fin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteoufnefs, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King ! 
Mv  foul  redeem 'd  from  fin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  falvation  fmg. 

6  My  tongue  (hall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  mame* 
And  drov/n'd  them  in  his  blood. 


HYMN    XCV.  3P 

<j  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs  % 
With  this  delightful  fong ; 
I'll  entertain  the  darkeft  hours, 
Nor  think  the  feafbn  long. 

Jpgmrt  XCV.  Long  metre. 

I  Cor.  x.  9.  Heb.  iii.  7,  &c.~  Pfalm  xcv. 

1    /^OME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raife 
X^/  A  facred  fong  of  folemn  praife  : 
God  is  a  fov'reign  King  ;  rehearfe 
His  honours  in  exalted  verfe. 

&  Come,  let  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord., 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word  1 
He  is  our  fhepherd  j  we  the  {heep, 
His  mercy  chofe,  his  paftures  keep, 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to  day, 
The  counfels  of  his  love  obey, 
Nor  let  our  hard'ned  hearts  renew, 
The  fins  and  plagues  that  Iff  el  knew. 

4  Iff  el  that  faw  his  works  of  grace, 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  face  ; 
A  faithlefs  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  How  falfe  they  prove, 
Forget  my  pow'r  ;  abufe  my  love  ; 

Since  they  defpife  my  reft,  I  fware, 
Their  feet  {hall  never  enter  there." 

6  Look  back,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread 
And  view  thofe  ancient  rebels  dead  ; 
Attend  the  ofFer'd  grace  to  da  y, 
Nor  lofe  the  bleflmgs  by  delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  promife  while  it  waits* 
And  march  to  Sion's  heav'nly  gates  5 

F  f  s 


352  H'TMN    XCVT. 

Believe*  and  take  the  promised  reft  : 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  bled.  - 

fygffin   XCVI.  Long  metre. 

Luke  \.  32,  33.  Jchn'l.  49,  51.  Pfalm  Ixxii.  S. 
J     JESUS  lhali  reign  where'er  the  fun 

^  J      Does  his  fyccefTive  journies  run  ; 

Kis  kingdom  ftretch  from  Chore  to  more, 

'Till  moon  (hall  wa>:  and  wane  no  more, 
2,  Behold  the  iflands  with  their  kings, 

Arid  Europe  her  belt  tribute  brings  ; 

From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet 

To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Pet/a,  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  {bines  in  eaftern  gold  ; 
And  barb'rous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit,  an_i  boa',  and  own  their  Lorio 

4  For  him  mail  endlefs  pr„y'r  be  made 
And  praifes  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  fweet  perfumes  mall  rife 
With  w'xy  morning  facrince. 

5  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
D»vell  on  liis  love  with  f-veeteil  long  ; 
And  infan;  voices  (hall  proclaim 
Their  early  bleffin^s  on  his  name. 

6  Bleffings  abound  where'er  he  reigns 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loofe  his  chains  : 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft. 

And  all  the  foqs  of  want  are  bled. 

1  Where  he  difpiays  his  healing  pow'r, 
D:ath  and  the  curfe  are  known  no  more  5 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 
More  bleflings  than  their  father  loft. 


h  r  mm  xevn.  Hf 

§  Let  ev'ry  creature  rife  and  brings 
Peculiar  honours  to  their  King  ; 
Angels  defcend  with  fongs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen. 

J^JNTtn  XCVII.     Common  metre. 

Mat.  xviii.  20,1  Tim.  in.   15.  Pfalhi  cx"xxif; 

5,  &e. 
2   VTO  fleep  nor  (lumber  to  his  eyes, 
X^l      Good  David  would  afford, 
'Till  he  had  found  below  the  Ikies 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Sion  plac'd  his  name, 

His  ark  was  fettled  there  : 

To  Sion  the  whole  nation  came, 

To  worfhi  p  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  fuch  lengths  to  go, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  : 
Where'er  thy  faints  aiTemble  now, 
There  is  a  honfe  for  God, 

4  Arife,  p  King  of  grace,  *arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes. 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bleft. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word  ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  fuch  grace  afford. 

6  Here  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows* 

Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread ; 
Blefs  the  provifions  of  thy  houfe, 
And  fill  the  poor  with  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reig% 

Let  God's  anointed  ihine  ; 
F  f  a 


354       HY.MN    XCVIII,  XCDC. 

JuiKce  and  truth  his  court  maintain 

With  love  and  pow'r  divine. 
8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lading  throne, 

And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Freih  honours  fhalj  adorn  his  crown 

And  fhame  confound  his  foes. 

ipgmn  XCVlii.    Long  metre. 

Epb.  v.    19,   20.   2  The/,  i.  7.  Pfalm  xcvij.  c. 

1  T_T  £  reigns,  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 
it     Praife  him  in  evangelic  ftrains  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice, 

And  diftant  iflands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counfels  and  unknown ; 
But  grace  and  truth  fupport  his  throne; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  furround, 
Juftice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  torabs> 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 

The  mountains  melt,  the  feas  retire. 
4.    His  enemies  with  fore  difmay, 
Fly  from  the  fight  and  ftiun  the  day  ; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints  on  high, 
And  fmg,  for  your  redemption's  ni°;h. 

ipgmn  XCIX.    Long  metre. 

Pfalmix.    10. 

1  Q ING  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
O     His  various,  and  his  faving  names; 
O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 

But  by  our  fure  experience  known  ! 

2  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador'd, 
Th'  eternal,  all  funicient  Lord 

He  through  the  world  moft  high  confefs'd* 
By  whom  'twas  form'd  and  is  poflefs'd, 


H  YMN    c-  ?55 

4  Awake  our  nobleft  P°w'n,  to  blefs 

3TheGodof^^Godof?eaCe 
Now  by  a  dearer  title  k?Qwri, 

Father  and  God  of  Chnft,  bis  Son. 

4  Through  er'ry  age  bis  gracious  ear 

Isopentohisfervants   pray  r  ; 
Norcan  one  bumble Jbui complain 
That  be  has  fought  his  God  m  vain, 

5  What  unbelieving  heart  (hall  care 
Inwhifperstofuggeftafear, 

While  ftffl  he  owns  his  ancient  name  ? 
The  fame  bis  pow'r,  his  love  the  fame, 

6  To  thee  our  fouls  in  faith  arife, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes; 
And  boldly  through  the  defart  tread  ; 
For  God  will Ijuard^wheie  G°A  fa JI  lead' 

C.    Common  metre* 


ipgrnn 


!S 


P/alm  xxxv.    2. 
ALVATION  !  O  melodious  found 
To  wretched  dying  men ! 
Salvation,  that  from  Goo  proceeds, 
And  leads  to  God  again  ! 
%  Refcu'd  from  hell's  eternal  gloom  ! 
From  fiends  and  fire  and  chains  : 
Rais'd  to  a  paradife  of  blifs. 
Where  love  with  glory  reigns  t 

3  But  O  !  may  a  degenerate  foul, 

Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
Prefume  to  raife  a  trembling  eye 
To  bleffings  fo  divine  ? 

4  The  luftre  of  fo  bright  a  fcene 

My  feeble  heart  o'er  bears  ; 
And  unbelief  alrnoft  perverts 
The  proflrife  into  tears. 


35&  HYMN    CX. 

5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 

Thefe  dying  hopes  can  raife  ; 
Speak  thy  falvation  to  my  foul, 
And  turn  its  tears  to  praife. 

6  My  Saviour,  God,  this  broken  voice 

Tranfported,  ihall  proclaim, 
And  call  on  all  th'  angelic  harps 

To  found  fo  fweet  a  name. _^ 

JpgnUl  CI.  Particular  metre, 

Pfalm  xlv.  3,  4. 
j   T    OUD  to  the  Prince  of  heav'n 
X~j     Your  cheerful  voices  raife  ; 
To  him  your  vows  be  giv'n, 
And  till  his  courts  with  praife. 
With  confeious  worth, 
All  clad  in  arms, 
All  bright  in  charms, 
He  tallies  forth. 
2  Gird  on  thy  conqu'ring  f\vord2 
Afcend  thy  mining  car, 
And  march,  almighty  Lord, 
To  wage  thine  holy  war  i 
Before  his  wheels, 
In  glad  furprize, 
Ye  vaHies  rife, 
And  fmk  ye  hills. 
3  Fair  truth,  and  failing  love? 
And  injur'd  righteoufnefs,   * 
In  thy  retinue  move, 

And  feek  from  thee  redrefs  : 
Thou  in  their  caufe 
Shall  profp'rous  ride, 
And  far  and  wide 
Difpenfe  thy  laws. 


HYMN    CII.  357 

Before  thine  awful  face 

Millions  of  foes  (hall  fall, 
The  captives  of  thy  grace, 

That  grace  which  conquers  all, 
The  world  ftiall  know, 
Great  Kin£  of  kings, 
What  wond'rous  things 
Thine  arm  can  do. 
Here  to  my  willing  foul 

Bend  thy  triumphant  way  ; 
Here  ev'ry  foe  ccntroul, 
And  all  thy  pow'r  difplay. 
My  heart,  thy  throne, 
Bleft  J  ejus  fee, 
Bows  low  to  thee, 
To  thee  alone. 


Ij)gnm  'Gil.    Long  mire. 

PJalm  cvii.  3 1 . 
s  '\TE  fons  of  men,  with  joy  record, 
X       The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  pow'r  and  gopdnefs  found 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  world  around. 
S  Let  the  high  Heav'ns  your  fongs  invite  ; 
Thofe  fpacious  fields  of  brilliant  light  ; 
Where  fun,  and  moon,  anal  planets  roll, 
And  ftars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing  earth  in  verdant  robes  array  *d, 

Its  herbs  and  flow'rs,  its  fruit  and  fhade  ; 
Peopl'd  with  life  of  various  forms, 
Fifties,  and  fowls,  and  beafts,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  fea's  majdKck  plains, 
And  think  how  wjde  its  Maker  reigns ; 
That  band  remoteit  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodnefs  fhincs„ 


3&  HYMN   CIII. 

5  But,  O  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love  ? 
God's  only  Son  in  flefh  array 'd, 

For  man  a  bleeding  vielim  made. 

6  Thither,  my  foul  with  rapture  foar  ; 
There  in  the  land  of  praife  adore  : 
This  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
Demands  a  never  ending  fong. 

Jpgttttt  CIII.  Common  metrt. 

PJalm  cxix.  9. 

j  TNDULGENT  God,  with  pitying  eyes 
A     The  fons  of  men  furvey, 
And  fee  how  youthful  finner?  fport 
In  a  deftruclive  way. 

2  Ten  thoufand  dangers  lurk  around, 

To  bear  them  to  the  tomb  ; 
Each  in  an  hour  may  plunge  them  down 
Where  hope  can  never  come. 

3  Reduce,  O  Lord,  their  wand'ring  minds, 

Amus'd  with  airy  dreams, 
That  heav'nly  wifdom  may  difpel 
Their  vifionary  fchemes. 
a  With  holy  caution  may  they  walk, 
And  be  thy  word  their  guide, 
'Till  each,  the  defarts  fafely  pafs'd* 
On  S/'a/z'shill  abide. 

•  FINIS. 


